"the only thing that stays the same..

..is that everything changes"

A year ago almost to the day I was set to fly back to Georgia, my sister had a kid, I had a boyfriend so instead of flying back I stayed and walked away from a great job and an education. Sometimes I regret it, sometimes I'm thankful because of what I have going on now.

I stayed for a boy, mostly. I don't regret that at all. After all is said and done I'd like to say I'm sorry but I know he won't listen.

A year ago, minus a few months, my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. Shortly after her chemo she lost her hair, and we all lost our minds a little bit. I tried my hardest to hold her up, as my sister was busy with her family and my step dad is not so sensitive, and some things only a daughter can understand. I forgot I did things for her, like wash her hair, change her clothes, make her bed for her. Things that any person in their right mind would do because what kind of person would complain? I held her up with no one holding me up. I'm proud of her because a year minus a few months later she has her hair back and is done with chemo and is stronger than before. She never gave up, never really asked why her.

I'm in constant awe of how much a life can change in a year. Of how much I changed. How much a person, a family, a life can change in a year, due to a loss, due to a gain, due to a fight against or with something.