a long time ago i believed that there was a plan A for the good people and and Plan B for the rest of us, or at least for me, who would never be good enough. i had made that one mistake that had surely moved me from G-d's Plan A path to the lesser and more challenging Plan B path. this was my adolescent explanation for the struggle, frustration, disappointment and sorrow in my life... it was simply my fault...i had blown it and was therefore relegated to Plan B...and i convinced myself that i simply needed to try harder, to do better, to do more, in order to get the best Plan B, because i wasn't sure that i could ever get back to Plan A which is what the good people had, and what i really wanted...


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