Things Don't Happen For A Reason

An essay about Waffle's health, shifting perspective and the gift of a dream that is no longer deferred

When I got laid off two months ago, I received all sorts of notes and inquiries. Most were offerings of kindness and solidarity while some wanted answers and others wanted to give advice. Many said that things happen for a reason. All of the notes were well-intended, but one note in particular stuck with me. 

‘I know it doesn’t feel like this right now a…