via my mom's computer, from 7ish years ago
8th-grade me always knew that she was going to be a nurse. 8th-grade me had a plan for the rest of her life.
20-year-old me is somewhat uncertain. and uncertainty, as you may have guessed, is not my specialty. as i think about the imminent changes that will be occurring in the next year, i am afraid. excited, but also afraid of graduating and having to look for work in this economy. excited, but anxious about john going to school. excited, but worried because i just don't know what is going to happen to us, and where we are going to be in five years. and to 20-year-old me, that is a thrilling, but scary thought. very, very scary.
but i have john, and he handles the stress of these kinds of things beautifully. so now all i have to do is close my eyes, squeeze his hand, and let him lead me on the way.