Plans

 Thought sharing time. This has been a topic that Katie and I discuss regularly. Now I am discussing it with you through my keyboard

 This is me and a group of my friends ar our senior prom.

(I am the one with the BRIGHT blonde hair. I know, right?)

 I was freshly 18. I was obnoxious. I was immature. (Though I would have fought you on that one). I was living an amazing life. I had even more amazing plans for the next few years ahead. I was on the verge of that life, and the plans I had made, getting flipped completely up-side-down. And I had absolutely no idea.

To say my life has not gone according to plan would be an understatement. I can tell you that the girl in the picture thought she would be married by now. And she thought she knew exactly who she would be married to.

If you told that girl she would be 23 and single, she would have laughed.

Same thing would have happened if you had told her her high school boyfriend wouldn't work out. Or that she would wait for a missionary. Or that she would teach middle school. 

No sportsfans, life is nothing how I planned.

It is so much better.

I experienced heartache like I didn't think was possible. I fought back and became who I am today. I met the love of my life at 18, a mere two weeks after the big crash of what was my life plan. I didn't know it then, but that day we began the 5 year journey that brought us to where we are today.

There's been highs and there's been lows. But we are here now, and I can't imagine it any other way. I am the happiest I have ever been and I know it's because those plans I thought were so wonderful as a senior in high school, didn't work out. That big crash led me to Provo and to BYU and to the Special Ed Program and to teaching preschool and to amazing friends and to Nathan and to the Gospel and to South Hills Middle School and to me. I am so glad Heavenly Father doesn't allow 18-year-old girls to plan their futures. I am so glad He loves me and knows me and had something so much better in mind.

Much, much better.