I’m learning to look really forward to things again.
But in a different way than I did last year.
Last year, I was forgetting about the present as I gazed at the future.
Now, I feel myself hoping for the future, while being so very…well… present, in the present.
It’s a lesson that’s been a long time coming—expectancy, not expectations.
I know less than I ever thought, but am so much more whole, and for that I am so incredibly grateful. There has been a good amount of brokenness mixed into this process, but as it goes.. “Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength; Move on.” My heart just swells when I realize all that God’s been doing, even knowing that I’m sure I’m seeing only pieces of the whole picture.
I’m learning.. and I’m loving… and right now there’s so much I’m excited for, yet still so okay with the wait for.
Hello october :)