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Uncertainty often gets the best of me because planning is my comfort zone. I crave a semblance of control over time, and I find solace in having an agenda.
I feel confident while coloring within the lines I’ve drawn. So when the big picture itself starts to change, and those lines lose their meaning, I freeze and question everything.
Yet, this morning, I found myself reflecting on the times my life didn’t go as planned, and the joy and the magic and the splendor I found in the change of course that followed.
I didn’t plan on being single as I approach thirty — but it led to me recognizing my worth and growing into who I was meant to be on my own terms.