Just when I think I know exactly where my life is headed, I’m reminded that I really don’t know what is going to happen. I can make plans, ask for prayers for a certain intention, work hard to achieve my goal, but sometimes, some things I might want for myself are just not what I need.
Dealing with disappointments is not my thing; I would much rather ignore them and pretend it didn’t happen, just to save a little face. I usually just cry myself to sleep instead. I like to tell myself that it works, but denial isn’t going to get me anywhere, unfortunately. And when it’s someone else’s disappointment and I have to offer emotional support? Sweet baby Jesus, can I just lock myself in the bathroom till it goes away?! Okay, not really. It’s just hard to figure out what the right thing to say is, and to be the support that person needs at this particular moment of their lives.
There are some sayings and advice I’ve heard a lot over these few weeks. “This is a blessing in disguise” “Everything happens for a reason” “God has a plan” And I know all these people are right. It sucks, but “time heals all wounds”, right? I sure hope so. Good thing is that J and I have each other to lean on, during the good times and the bad. We’ll get through this together.