It would be great if life evened out all the major life events.
But it just doesn’t respect spacing.
You could spend two uneventful years getting your master’s degree and in the week before the final submission life hits you with:
The news that your best friend’s mum died.
Your nephew takes their first steps.
Your granny has taken a serious fall and is in hospital.
Your other best friend got engaged.
It feels like the universe was asleep at the wheel and decided to cram everything in before the next one-to-one with its boss.
You need a month to process it all but you don’t have the time.
