I read your email, and I am assuming that you already know why I am sending you this letter. You can’t always wait for the perfect time, or to be perfectly prepared for what doesn’t have your name on it. Sometimes you just have to jump or let go by teaching your heart to accept what cannot be changed. You can’t continue to wait for the “perfect” time to know what’s real. “Perfect” does not exist. It will never come and life is too short to wonder what could have been.