The Bad, The Good, The Ugly, I'll leave out.
I never imagined the things that are happening now, to happen. It's not all bad, but it is all scary. Living in a place that is not home, away from friends, my library, my doctor. Dependent on meds to get me through these nerve-disintegrating days was never something I foresaw. My mother in so much pain (in all ways) didn't cross my mind.
As I said, it's not all bad. I also didn't foresee myself falling for another woman, which is happening. That desire was something I planned to ignore to the grave. Being able to cut ties with the paternal donor was something I thought I wouldn't have the freedom to do, and it's happened. The option to study and convert to the religion to which I have wanted to belong to since I can remember wasn't a possibility that I could see. Yet there it is, open arms, open mind, open heart.
Later.