A lot can happen in a year.
It’s true. And the more Facebook insists that I look back on “memories” (a.k.a. seemingly inane posts from years gone by), the more I realize this is to be true.
I think that sometimes, we get so caught up in what’s going on in our lives day to day that we don’t realize how far we’ve come in a short time. Because, honestly, a year is a pretty short time in the grand scheme of things.
Last year? I was newly engaged. I was feeling like we had SO MUCH TIME before the wedding would arrive. We had already chosen a date and booked the hall, but everything else was up in the air. Did we want to get married in a church? Where did we want to honeymoon? It seemed like nothing would ever get decided.
But it did. Everything was decided and chosen and scheduled and booked and paid for. Everything went really well. I was really amazed with how well the wedding day went – so smoothly, so completely according to plan. It was great. So maybe there was no reason for all of the stress and all of the worry that accompanied the planning.
If I know that, then why do I continue to torture myself and worry about what the future will hold? I know that whenever I’ve had something to do, I’ve done it. I’ve managed. The road was not always smooth and things didn’t always go according to plan and the end result wasn’t always what I envisioned, but I got out alive and I’m [probably] a better person for it (or at least a different person).