The baskets on my bookshelf tend to be a collection receptacle for the random small things in my life that if left unattended would just get shuffled around - the basket becomes their home, until a permanent home can be found, or they find their way to the trash. While I fancy myself a pretty tidy and clean person - I mean, I do make my bed nearly every morning - these baskets are an exception. They are my junk drawers. Only at my house, the "junk" ranges from iphone chargers to passports to concert tickets to bills that need to be filled. Getting the urge to go through these usually takes me getting to a place in my life that's a bit unsettling - either I'm emotional or stressed, or just have anxiety.
This time, I was a little bit of everything - but probably more emotional - I needed some kind of comfort and solace. Tricky, right? One thing I know for sure, there are not coincidences - everything DOES happen for a reason. What I came across whilst attacking those baskets was exactly what I needed to see, and exactly the words I needed to read. My last post was about if I could go back in time and tell 4-year old me a thing or two... right after I came across that picture...I came across this card. And just like that... the past was coming to me to tell ME a thing or two. My mom randomly sends me cards, which I love - the message on this one was perfect for what I was thinking in those moments. And I know we all find ourselves in these moments, so it's worth sharing.
Perfect timing. Always. Trust it.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
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