How do you KNOW?
You all seem to know your own hearts, your own desires. To have gained or found or created your peace and confidence with who you are and where you're going.
Maybe you think that's true of me too.
Afraid not. I remember realising on my 25th birthday that I had never imagined being older than 24. In the 20+ years that have passed, I have only rarely felt that I knew simply and wholeheartedly who I am, and where I want to be.
There are really good things about this.
I believe I've thought more about what matters, about who I admire and why, more about my choices, than if I had an autopilot managing my course. I've felt more deeply each decision that comes my way. I like to think I've been more open to hear others' thoughts and ideas.
I've come to be comfortable with that uncertainty. Maybe I do KNOW.
Maybe I'm The Woman Who Makes It Up As She Goes Along And It Works Out Just Fine.
2 comments:
Well, Madam, I think that's the thing. None of us know, but many of us don't realise it the the common state because even unknowing, we're all more together than we realise. Or something.
Bloody philosophers.
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