Maybe one day I will look back and see why everything had to happen the way it did- but maybe I won’t.

Maybe I will never know.

And I think this is there is the difference between those who have faith.

I have to be okay with never knowing.

Never having answers to the questions.

I just pray somewhere along the way, I come to peace.

Peace with not having the answers.

Peace that there is a bigger plan here.

My life is not going according to the plan in my head and that’s okay.

I am still worthy.