So hard sometimes...
Do you ever have those days (or weeks) where waking up, getting out of bed and being an adult is just hard? Yeah? Me too. I often wish there was a magic reset or do-over button. But then again, everything happens for a reason, right?
I've had a lot of discussions with a variety of people as of late about how hard life can be--how unfair it really is sometimes. Sometimes I think that Peter Pan had the right idea about life. Being a grown up is tough some days.
Life can't be all about sunshine and roses every day, right? How else do we learn and grow? I say this over and over and sometimes I feel like a broken record but it deserves to be said again. I am not the same person I was a year ago. I have surprised myself this week... Like majorly surprised myself, "wish I hadn't already bought myself a birthday present cause I deserve a gift" surprised myself. Old me would be a basket case right now. Better, stronger, wiser me is strangely confident. Congratulations, self...it's about time.
I'm a worrier by nature I swear and I'm REALLY good at it. I have been known to literally worry myself sick time and time again. I usually lose a lot of sleep from it. I thought that is where I would be this week but I'm not. I'm not sure what to make of it either except that maybe I'm finally starting to get that there are things I have absolutely zero control over.
Maybe I'm also finally trusting that God really does have a plan for everything. Maybe I'm getting that His time is perfect and mine is nowhere near it.
There is a reason for EVERY single twist, turn and pause that my life takes. More than that, there is beauty and room for growth in all of it.