“No fair! No fair! No fair!” my inner crimson-cheeked, tear-stained inner preschool wails and throws a fit. “This isn’t FAIR!”
And the truth is – it isn’t fair that plans get cancelled and dreams don’t always come true. It’s not fair that I’m no longer planning a wedding, pinning my dreams on Pinterest, preparing for a marriage and family. It’s not fair – but it is life.
Life is not fair as our mothers oft told us in our younger days. It is not fair, balanced, and organized. Rather, I believe instead, it is more like managed chaos with moments of crises and excitement thrown in just to keep it interesting. So I can either choose to sulk and pout and pitch a fit about the unfairness of it all OR I can suck it up, put on my big girl pants, and look for the new opportunities that are in front of me now.
It is never too late to start over as my friends The Afters keep blaring in my earbuds. Consequently I will – even at the
old advanced mature age of 35. The possibilities before me are quite varied – and hard to believe – God trusts me to hear Him and choose.
SO – anyone want to hire a 35 year old administrative, organizational aspiring writer who likes to travel, enjoys new experiences, and wants to make a difference in the world?
Seriously – if you know of something, email me. Thanks!