How did I get here?

Do you ever wonder how in the world you got to where you are? I saw a greeting card the other day and it went something along the lines of this. "Life sometimes gives you a ticket to a brand new adventure...Isn't it funny how you sometime have no choice on whether you want to participate, and to top it off you have to pay for the ticket too!" It sort of made me smile because it is a concept that has been rather close to home for me. I too have had to pay for a ticket that I wasn't so keen on paying for and I definatly didn't want to take the adventure that was being forcable offered to me.

Two years ago my life was taken off of the chosen, desired track of adventure. I was living a rather predictable and safe life. (so I thought) No real surprises where planned and I was living life trying to do the best I could until the next planned adventure was to be put into motion. Well the fated day came and my safe and predictable life took a very unsafe and unpredictable turn. When I say unsafe and unpredictable turn I am remind that these are the immediate feelings that I felt inside but in reality the were just the opposite. My not so immediate response is that I may be on a path that I didn't quite anticipate but at least I was not alone.

As for me, I don't neccesarily understand why I had to take the less travelled, undesirable and lonely road. I do know that sometimes that less travelled, undesired and lonely choice can bring you closer to a God that may not have been so familiar. I have learned that I am a very capable woman...or so it may seem. I am not sure how I have gotten to where I am, just know without a doubt that it hasn't been on my own steam. Yes, I have had the motherhood thing driving me, but most of all I have had God walking all he way with me. Walking with me, carrying me and pulling me through some of the hardest time in my life.

Have you ever noticed that hindsight is 20/20. After some time has passed we can usually see things in a much better light then when we saw things as we were living through them. It doesn't always mean that we would still have chosen the road that we had been forced to go down but sometimes we understand things a little more.

That Brings me to the question again...How did I get here? I sure as heck can't tell you but I do know I didn't get here alone!