Yesterday began my 39th year on earth. Life is good but also challenging. Dreams have been deferred. Love has been unrealized. I’ve lost people. At times, my hope, my faith, my confidence have wavered. There have been days I refused to dream because I was afraid. People say keep grinding and all that positive stuff. They’re right, but this doesn’t mean we have to hide our failures, our frailties, our fears. It’s the challenging stuff that shapes us, softens us, strengthens us. Hard times give us substance. Some say it’s too late in the game. I disagree.