It’s never the call you were expecting. The text you wanted. The job you would rather. The meal you’d prefer. The compliment you hoped for. The reaction you prepared for. The love you believed was real, or the life you imagined living. Life never gives us what we’re expecting but still, we live with the confidence that we write our own story. We don’t. We don’t know what’s ahead. We don’t have full control. For all we can do in this crazy, maddening world, is the best we can do.