Better Than All Right

Sometimes, a lot of the time, I worry myself about how things could turn out. I've done it since I was a small child and it drove my mom nuts. I still have that habit of projecting things that could be on the now. It isn't always a bad thing, and about half the things I imagine up are really good. But it can be distracting and frustrating a lot of the time. I guess I have something I need to work on.

I've been in a stage of projections for the past month or so and it was really starting to worry me. Not a debilitating worry, but it was just that I would think about the things on my future mind and I would get anxious because I don't know how things are going to work out.

Recently I got a glimpse. Not necessarily a picture of the road to get there, but a glimpse of the end result: it will be absolutely wonderful. And I know that, even though I may not know the how, everything--everything--is going to be just fine. In fact, things are going to be better than just fine; they're going to be absolutely perfect.