It's funny how life works out all the time.

Really, when I'm 80 or so I'm going to look back on every little thing I worried about or spent too much time analyzing and planning when I was young and curious and I'm going to laugh. I imagine it will be a laugh of good fun, one that expresses the joy that comes with elderly wisdom, one that resounds with a final understanding of God's plan at each chapter in my life, one that will be shared with a close by loved one or two or three who have been by my side through the sometimes frustrating, confusing, distressing, and difficult stages along the way.

I can hear it now. and I know I'm not alone. (now, or ever.)