Every once in a while I start to let age get to me. I start looking back instead of looking ahead. Back I see missed opportunities. Back I see half a century. Back I see a girl who had many dreams.
I'm not completely unhappy where I am now. I think everyone dreams big and over time realizes it's quite impossible to do everything and be everything. But we certainly still want to, don't we?
I know that somehow I am exactly where I am supposed to be. The people and places I've come in contact with are all part of the plan for me. Finding that piece of the puzzle in everyone and everything is often hard. I don't leave anything to chance. I believe everything happens for a reason. I often over analyze looking for that reason. It's hard to accept God's plan without question. "Jesus Take the Wheel" seems like the perfect phrase right about now.