And while I waited, I had allowed them to decide how much of myself I was supposed to sacrifice.
I placed the photograph in a drawer.
Not because I wanted to forget my childhood.
But because I finally understood that loving someone didn’t mean giving them unlimited access to your life.
On the anniversary of the wedding, Query Pulse reached a major milestone.
We signed a contract with a national customer service company, and our product was officially being adopted across several departments.
My team surprised me with a small celebration at the office.
There was a cake, cheap champagne, and a ridiculous handmade banner that read:
THE GUY WHO BUILT IT HIMSELF.
I laughed harder than I had in years.
Later that evening, I rode my bike home through the city.
The streets were quiet. The air was cool. The lights from the buildings reflected across the pavement.
