Bad Luck Comes in Threes…

Life ebbs and flows, doesn’t it.

The last couple of weeks hit me hard. My brother just got married. It was a beautiful, small, and meaningful wedding. But the lead-up felt like a chaotic stress test from the universe.

First, I got hit with the worst food poisoning of my life just days before the wedding. It knocked me out so badly I had to delay my travel by a full day. Just as my appetite started to return, my moon cycle kicked in, and sleep became a distant memory.

Despite everything, the wedding was lovely. Exhausting, but lovely.

Then, on the way to dropping off the newlyweds at SFO, I realized my A/C wasn’t working. I followed a friend’s mechanic recommendation, and they hit me with a laundry list of urgent repairs I “had” to fix within two weeks. Cue panic. I just wanted to sleep.

I spent the next day calling every mechanic I could find, collecting quotes and second opinions. Thankfully, the second and third mechanics drastically reduced the cost. And the fear. I could breathe again.

If the past two weeks reminded me of anything, it’s this. Go with the flow of nature. A phrase I have tattooed on me in Korean: 순리대로. Sometimes that flow is smooth. Sometimes it’s a freaking tsunami. But resisting it never helps.