Wedding is over. Cruise is past. Gifts are opened and stored. Life has started again. I can't complain. Married life is pretty great. I've got a wonderful and supportive husband. I have a job that pays the bills. I have great friends and family. I'm on the way to owning a home and then eventually starting a family. And yet...I feel like something is missing.
In no order of importance, or maybe in the order that it happened for me...
God? check.
Friends? check.
Beliefs? check.
Degree? check.
Career? check.
Dog? check.
Married? check.
House?
Kids?
Passion?
Where are my "checks" for those things other things I'm waiting for? I'm finally an adult God....what about the rest of the things that you've been prepping me for? I've got a great husband who I love with all my heart and soul. I'm steadily employed, bringing home a paycheck to help support our small family. We're working to being completely debt free with only a few more months to go. But what else am I missing? I'm a little lost on where you want me right now. I started writing this for myself and now I'm writing to You. Funny how that works out. I guess you're always in my heart, listening to everything that is there. I guess I need to remember that when I'm having a hard day and I feel like I've got no one to talk to. Can't "complain" at work anymore. Don't want to bring Mike down when I get home (he has his own work issues to deal with). Can't call my mom every day to complain about things at work...what's constructive about that? Sometimes I just wish that I could hear you a little more loud and clear. I hate doubting my path and if I'm making the right choices. I know you only point me where you want me and then the rest is up to me. But am I doing it right? Will I ever know? Do I have to wait until the day you take me home to find out if I did it right? Did I make you happy? Did I screw up only a few times?
A little hint would be great. Just a little one. Please?
Night Abba...I'm off to sleep and dream.
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