164. I’ll Get There When I Get There.

Another family reunion. Another round of questions about when I’ll get a girlfriend, get married, have kids, or finally “figure it out.” But I’m realizing maybe I don’t need to live life the way everyone else says I should. Between those moments and small reminders like helping a stranger or hearing from a client after surgery. I’m starting to see that what really matters isn’t checking boxes. It’s living in a way that makes you feel alive, even if no one else gets it.