Some days, the future feels like a looming, messy mountain that I don’t know how to climb. I’ve been in a period of transition for the past six months–suspended between one area of life and another. There are so many roads, so many possibilities, and the constant pressure to know my route. “What are you doing now that you’ve graduated college, Amelia?” “What do you want to be when you grow up?” “When are you going to have things figured out?” I do my best to push aside the uncertainties, but some days it just eats at me.
Today, though, the future feels whimsical. I don’t know where life will lead me. I’m not planning it out. My strategy is to take things one step at a time, starting with this day. If I can figure out the now, I can cross the next bridge when I come to it.
This evening, my mom and I had some quality Mother/Daughter time. We went shopping, saw a movie in theaters, and had dinner at a restaurant. It was so much fun to get away from work and just soak in life. The drive home brought deep conversations about life, faith, and the future. Our talk got the gears turning in my mind, which lead me to writing this post.
Recently, I came across the following quote:
“Whimsy doesn’t care if you are the driver or the passenger; all that matters is that you are on your way.” Bob Goff, Love Does
There are a lot of great things happening in my life right now. Tomorrow, I attend a board meeting that will solidify my first big girl/real adult job. It’s not a full-time position, nor is it permanent. It’s a a door that has opened unexpectedly–I didn’t apply for it… It just sort of happened. But it’s perfect opportunity to gain professional skills and get me from one place to the next.
The future is still there and it is still very much unknown. But right now, the mountain doesn’t seem so daunting. From where I’m standing, the mountain is beautiful and I’m starting to see the path. I can’t wait to lace up my boots and start climbing.
There are so many things I’m unsure of. But I know one thing: I’m on my way.