A little bit ago I was talking with good friend who happens to not be particularly religious, about my religious beliefs. I explained that despite all our frustration and heartbreak, I just knew that there was a reason for it and that God had a plan for us. She was having a hard time understanding why in the world any higher power would want to cause pain to people who were trying to help others. Even though I answered her with confidence at the time, “There is a reason, and some day it will become clear to me what that reason is”, it was a question that haunted me for some time. In fact, this post has been written, re-written, and saved in my drafts for months.
It took a lot of faith to get through this year, but through falling tears I can assure you that I was right. I needed to experience that wait to fully appreciate the joy that now fills my life. It was worth it. It was all worth it.