I thought my now I would be married, or at least engaged.
Living in a city, maybe New York, Boston, or my current obsession... Pittsburgh (went there last March and absolutely loved it).
Having a successful career in a field I love (not sure what).
And yet, here I am 25 years old. Not engaged or even in a relationship. Living in Essex, VT (not even close to a city) Still working an entry level position, that I am certainly grateful to have, but not in love with.
I find myself constantly having to remind myself that what is meant to be will be. I am a follower of God and know He is always by my side. I know that I need to have patience, because He is guiding me through this life. I know that as long as I have faith, and trust Him, it will all work out.
So, while things may not have turned out as I imagined, it's okay. It will all work out, and when I am ready He will guide me to the next chapter in my life. Who knows, maybe in the coming I'll be packing everything up for my dream loft in Pittsburgh beginning my successful career, only He knows.