I’m beginning to believe that you can’t really plan for the big L word — life. Be it a 5 year plan or a “take it as it comes” attitude, it’s tough to have any idea what life — or the big guy upstairs — has in store for you.
When I look back, every significant event in my life either happened out of the blue or played out away from expectations (meaning better or worse than initially thought). That’s not to say that life is bad, because unpredictability keeps it interesting, but I think I’m done trying to carve out every stroke of my life. I’m grateful for the surprises from up above, and I’ll let the same forces govern as much of my life as I can take.