I remember when I thought I would be married by 25 and have a few kids by 30. Little did I know I would be disabled at 24 and living at home after a broken engagement at 27. All I can do is laugh at the irony. It’s all experience. Am I heartbroken that it didn’t work out? Yes. This is how life works. All plans are tentative.
” Life is what happens when you’re busy making plans.” I truly understand that saying now AND I know it’s true.
I think the point is the journey back to you. Learning that each individual holds the strength and the love and the answers for themselves. This is what I have learned from every healing moment of my life. I’m here with all the answers for myself and there is love all around me.
If this concept feels impractical, I understand. It’s hard to rationally accept. I am lucky to have experienced this first hand. I’m learning to love and accept myself, no matter what goes haywire. Who’s with me?