Everything Happens For A Reason...

Back in middle school, I used to meditate on this phrase. It is the catchall saying that eases worries, fears, and insecurities and makes one think everything, in fact, will be OK in the end. Granted, back then, I would think of it in reference to my latest crush, but now, it holds a lot more meaning.

Considering what happened on Friday (quite the shock and an undeserved shock at that), I am now viewing this motto with renewed eyes. I always think: everything will work itself out, if it's not OK then it's not the end, what's meant to be will be, etc. Now, I'm sure of it.  

This choice, not made by myself or the 40 others affected by Friday's decision, is for the best.

I know I want to have the ability to be creative in my work, I want to be able to write (if possible, in my career, if not, in my blog), and I know I want to work with people on a daily basis. I'm not sure what my future holds, but I know that everything usually does happen for a reason. I don't know what that reason is yet, but I have a feeling I will soon.

xo,
L


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