Sometimes, life looks a little bit like these woods; if there’s a path, I’m not seeing it. Mind you, I can see beauty and possibility, but definitely no clear or obvious path. The path is overgrown, overshadowed, and unknown to me. And you know what, I don’t like it.

I like to know what happens next. I like to have the answers. I like to think I can do this all on my own. But that’s not how life works most of the time. And I get…