I’m learning as I go that this blogging is an interesting journey. Just when you think you have an idea of the direction you want to take it, life changes and your “plan” side jumps onto a different, unexpected and perhaps unwanted path. My life plans include faith, and I tend to think I can have it both: faith and control. Or controlled faith. This mindset has often only resulted with deep sighs and a further lack of understanding.
How does one understand? This almost 27 year-old girl has envisioned with a tiny, unimaginative brain what the future holds. While my dreams, as beautiful to me as they are, are imaginative on this worldly scale; the unseen scale tells me I have no idea what imagination really, truly is. Like an iceberg in the oceans, I see the tip and think that’s all there is, since it’s all I can see with my eyes. That’s been the depth of my understanding.
So, it is with a somber report, that we begin again. But this time, we go in with an understanding that we’ve chosen one path, and must be prepared for what occurs, or doesn’t occur, along the way. We’ve ducked and covered, cried and inspected our wounds, rose up with ash-covered faces, and now look ahead with dreams and imagination and a smile still intact, to what’s to come.