An Alternate Reality.

This weekend I took a trip to the state capital. It was an experience. I spent a little time feeling sorry for myself. I even commented to my aunts, "dang, I should have done better in high school if this is what college could have been like!!" The campus down there was pretty cool...came right down to the water. And I was still in awe of the town too...the architecture, the history and the "vibe". I started to think of how my life could have turned out.

But then when I went on an evening Starbucks run (omygosh...Salted Caramel Frappe! TRY IT.) And the vibe had changed a bit. The protesters were going at it full force down the street. There were people lined up to get into bars. And I was not completely comfortable being alone. (Mother...if you are reading this, it was well lit and I resisted the urge to walk to the ice cream place on State Street or go back to see the Frank Lloyd Wright building at night. Just so you know, lol)

And as I laid in bed last night I had to thank God. Now, I wasn't grateful that I wasn't a good student. I still wish almost every day that I had been better in school so that I could be doing something more advanced than I am now and will be doing for the foreseeable future. (Still love my job, just saying.) But God did use that to my advantage, He kept me out of situations that could have drastically impacted my lifestyle in a time when I was not committed to my relationship with Him. When I was 18, I would have loved to live in a town like Madison. And I can not even imagine what messes I could have gotten into while there.

So while I definitely wish that I had made different choices with my life, I am able to see that God has had His hand on my life regardless. It has been a regret filled week for me as far as education goes...and going to Madison really shed some light on what my life could have been like. It makes me thankful for where I am now! Not that I still don't want to do more with my life in the career realm if God opens that door, but for now it is kinda slammed in my face. This weekend helped me accept that.

But at the same time, I feel like what I am doing now is what I was born to be doing...I would be laughing in a different direction if I had gone to a swanky college and still ended up doing what I do.

I guess my point is that God has had His hand on my life and I love to be reminded of that!

PS: the picture is of Monona Terrace, which is pretty much the coolest building I have ever seen. It was for sure the high point of the trip for me. :)