Just the other day I was talking with my sister (she might say at, but let’s not split hairs) about the future and not stressing over having life “figured out”. Especially in your twenties. This really made me reflect. I’ve spent the last few days now really thinking about where I am, how I got here and how none of this was “the plan” when I was her age. But ultimately reflecting on how amazingly wonderful life is when it just works itself out, despite your best efforts. On how serendipitous it all can be.

I didn’t envision myself here – small, rural town (not even a Target, tear). I wanted to travel. To live in the “big city”. To eat out at fancy restaurants. To be a part of the commotion. But I’m not – and I love it!

I made the choice to go back to grad school on a whim. There was a job I was in the running for and enrolling in grad school would be necessary should I have gotten it. So I applied, for accepted and enrolled planning to go part-time. Then…no job. So I decide to just do it, go full time. I love to learn so why not; what could it hurt?! 

That one decision at has changed everything. 

I met my husband the first week of school. While I’d love to say we both knew right then and there that this was it, we didn’t. But eight years later we have a beautiful family and couldn’t be happier. Together we’ve found a path of our own and a place that is truly our home. 

So I’m thankful that I didn’t have it all figured out, that I took a random chance and at that moment trusted God to help me navigate my way through it. Now if I could just remember to have that same trust every day when life throws me it’s wicked curve balls.