Sing it Mary J...

I can say that much of my life up until a certain point was filled with drama. I'm certain I invited it because it pretty much followed me wherever I went: work, family, relationships, friendships. And whenever I was in the thick of it, heart agonizing, I would belt out the song "No More Drama" by Mary J. Blige. I sang it like I meant it...but I never really did. I think in a sick way, drama made me feel alive...involved in life.

I'm not that person anymore. Really. I think I officially released myself from drama when I moved up to San Francisco last year. It was nothing intentional...except to intentionally live life and be happy. I don't think about avoiding drama...I think about intentionally living life and being happy...and drama ends up avoiding me.

• My grandma is in the ICU. I found out last week. She's not doing well.
• GQ and I got into what I thought was a relationship-ending fight this weekend. Some harsh truths came out.
• A dear friend of mine has suddenly become quite distant and it feels...wrong...between us. Unspoken.

Triggers. At one point, these would all be triggers...turn on Mary J and let me cry my pain away. But, not now. I don't want to be afraid. I don't want to obsess. I want to trust...in God, in the universe, in life. Things will work out as they should. And certainly, there might be heartache involved, but drama will not be invited.

Life, lived intentionally, and happiness, sought after persistently...