Me, Undone

In exactly seven days, I will step into my fourth body. Most people are unaware that as humans the bone in our skeletons completely renews itself every seven years. So while you sit at work, drive your kids to school, and make love, your bones are constantly shifting and re-growing—discarding things unwanted and unused—the ultimate refinement. Every seven years, we become our most magnificent selves—the updated and amended versions. In exactly seven days, I will be 28 years old. I have to admit that I am not exactly where I once thought I would be at this time. In college, I had imagined that I would have a stable career, moving up the ranks as a powerful attorney. I imagined that I would be starting a family with a man that I loved—living behind a white picket fence, the embodiment of the American dream. I imagined that I’d have the wind at my back—all my loved ones here to enjoy the fruits of my success. However, at the threshold of my fourth body, I am met by the realities of my lif...