We attended the wedding of a family friend this weekend. Weddings always make me think of my wedding day. It started out simply awful. A near hurricane hit Miami that morning and I had an outside wedding planned. It still was a beautiful event. Just moved inside. I never complained and for a second thought it wouldn't happened. Nor did I forget myself and go bridezilla crazy. I just knew I would marry my husband at 6pm on June 16th.
The wedding this weekend brought back to mind the feel I had that day. I was full of faith, hope, and love. Sometimes, the most unexpected things make me remember to have faith in my chosen path.
This path wasn't chosen by me. I would have much rather been getting ready for new students but I am taking steps on the path in faith that it will all work out.