Falling Overboard

by Sariah Wilson

“You know how other people have FOMO? Fear of missing out? I have the opposite. JOMO. Joy of missing out.”

“My sister Harper used to say she had sharp edges because she had been broken and then tried to put herself back together. She was worried it made her rough with other people, so she kept them at a distance.” “That’s how I feel.” I related

It occurred to me that I was always holding my breath, waiting for terrible things to happen, because they always had. The stress that constant fear caused—the pressure that I put myself under—it wasn’t good.

But grief is the price we pay for love, and Lucky? It is a price worth paying.