I don’t know…and I think I’m okay with that

I am choosing to accept that I don’t know.

I don’t know what my body will look like after having children

I don’t know where I’m going to live

I don’t know if I am going to go back to school

I don’t know what my next career will be

I don’t know if I will have children or how many

I don’t know if I will age gracefully

I don’t know if my current friends will be my life long friends

I don’t know if I will ever achieve my dreams

I don’t know if my current dreams are my true dreams or if they will change with time

I don’t know if I will be a good mother…I hope I am

I don’t know what my marriage will look like in the future…I hope I am still in love

I don’t know what titles I will gain or the parts of me I may lose in them

I don’t know if I will get my ranch

I don’t know if I will be struggling financially or if somehow my money will stop being funny

I don’t know what will become of me and my sense of self

I don’t know if I can do this.

This life…it’s scary

I don’t know next year, next month, tomorrow, or even an hour from now.

I don’t know

…and that is alright.

I can rest not in my own knowledge, but in the character of the God who finished my book before it even started.

So I will do just that.

I choose rest.

And when the sun rises tomorrow, I will choose again.

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With Love,

The Road Writer

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