Bliss

I can't help but think that when my mum was my age she was in a very steady relationship with my father by now, a year away from marriage.

And I am still a bird at flight.

I have much of the world to see. And plans that I've made.

I also can't help but think that sooner than I feel, God's going to send my special person my way, just in time to remind me that I am not the one who is in control of making plans.

And everything will fall out of my hands and fall into a place of utter contentment.