I guess it's technically a half hour early to talk to you. But I'm tired and wanted to say something.
I know I'm not where I once thought I would be when we met. At least not entirely. But I can only focus on the good. On my family, my friends, and the new goals I have. On all the strides I've made up to now, and will continue to make.
The ball's in my court, and mine alone. Not yours.