It’s ok to not know!
The past several days was a world wind of days for me! From meeting up with friends, volunteering, and having a girls’ weekend hiking to Devil’s Bathtub, with a bum knee, to moving back to Minnesota and playing ball again. My mind has been running so much this week and I haven’t really come up with what I want to blog about. You know what? That is OK!! THAT’S IT! (Lightbulb moment!) As I sit here at the kitchen table in my parent’s house, I keep saying to myself, it’s all going to be ok. It’s ok to not know what’s going to happen. I have the right to sit in these feelings and feel them. I just can’t stay there too long. I almost feel like I am trying to prove something to someone. I recently said something similar to my mom. She asked me who is telling me these things. Who is that someone? I’ve realized that someone is me. I hold myself to such a high standard and I am starting to get tired. I know my parents don’t care if I become a Dean at a university. I know that my nieces ...