I smile as I remember, reflected on those shells, immense moments of joy and warmth. I can hear the laughter, I can feel the salty air on my face sitting on a porch swing and on a hammock at midnight.
Today, the day before the last day of 2017, I feel grateful for all the things it brought me, but also for all the ones it forced me to let go of. As 2018 approaches, I am ready to open my hands and let go of that which no longer serves me. I am ready to let it go and send it love and light on its way. At the same time, with the same open arms, I wish to embrace an unknown future that is waiting to be created.
I have the words tattooed on my right rib-cage to remind myself to let go.
I’ve realized that sometimes in life, when it is time to make important decisions, it can be helpful to be a pyromaniac and take the risk at being happy. I’ve realized that doing nothing only leaves you with nothing–and that’s just not the life I want to live–I don’t want a life full of nothing.
I don’t know if you realize this or not, but there are two very common traits between people in the military and those in our LGBT community: BRAVERY.