Ever get that feeling like things are just right?
Perhaps a foolish notion…yes, we control our own destiny (although it seems that someone believes they just might be in control of me right now, mmmno, nice try)…The future is in our hands, blah blah blah….but I’m not talking about fate (possibly another foolish, yet beautiful notion). I’m talking about serendipity: those moments that just are. The ones that make you believe that you are right where you are supposed to be. You’re in the right place, you’ve got the right players, and events just seem to converge along the same path as if everything before was leading up to this…and everything seems right in this world…
…like a dream.
It’s real. It does happen. I’ve experienced it. I’ve seen it throughout my life in little things, but ironically, never so much as recently, at a time when my life should have been terrifying me. But, sometimes all you need is someone to hold your hand, and sometimes, when you need it the most, the earth will move for you, the stars will align, and life will hand you everything you need in one beautiful, wonderful, smiling, blue-eyed, jerk-faced package.
Being in control feels good, but what feels better is knowing that you’ve taken the right steps, made all the right moves and you are exactly where you are supposed to be…because bananas really are gross and no one should have to eat them, leprechauns could have tongue rings, and there is, in fact, no such thing as too much icing. Tangible confirmation…even if i can’t touch you now.