134. The Living Proof

I wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t met Jocelyn.

Would I have come to this point in my life? Would I be riding off into the sunset of my future?

I don’t know. I don’t think I would be.

But I know this now.

There’s more to this life than the road below me and the motion around me. There’s more than just the sky above and the setting sun.

Maybe she’ll always be watching over me, already knowing this, already discovering a sun that burns brighter than we ever dreamed.

Maybe.

But I don’t need a maybe to know that I will always love Jocelyn in the flawed, boyish way I loved her.

So brief like a day compared to eternity.

Or like that drop in the endless ocean.

I’m about to leave knowing who I am.

Maybe Jocelyn knew all along.

She believed in me before I ever believed myself.