I was in a bit of a slump last week. Not hecticly so, but it was there. Today feels so different, not sure why. I’m feeling excited. I planned a big day for Saturday, and the whole day I just stared at the lawn, it was such a beautiful day, and I was so sad that the event I had planned wasn’t happening . But for some reason, I know it will happen. There’s just a quiet knowing in me. As Pete and I spoke about our lives and how it all turned out, I realised that everything happens for a reason. (major cliche here I know) but it’s true. We were talking about our church and the people in that church, why things happened the way it did. And we realised that it had to happen that way, it was meant to be.
I’m not going to ask why tragedy struck when it did, it would be pointless, but I do know this, we will get to the other side whole. We will. Even though it seems we won’t, we will. I will have my planned Saturday, and it will be one the best days of our lives. As we move through the weeks and running out of Mondays at a rapid speed, I know it will all change, soon. It comes back to that quiet knowing, everything will change, and it will be awesome.
“Dare to be: to be different, to be loving, to be successful, to be true to yourself.” Wayne Visser.