that everything happens for a reason?
I always have or at least I have always told myself when something doesn’t necessarily go my way.
That’s exactly what happened a few months ago. I was being considered for something HUGE, something I was really excited about and wanted quite a bit but in the end, it just didn’t happen for me. I was bummed for a little while. I have felt so close lately to getting a few different opportunities only to have them not work out but it’s fine. It really is. I have always told myself that things happen for a reason and this particular event was no different.
Once I heard that I wasn’t chosen, I had to let it roll off my back. I have too much else going on to let it get me down and some where, deep down, I knew there must be a reason.
I found out this weekend. Had it worked out, I would’ve been out of town this weekend which would’ve meant I would have missed out on two things that I REALLY needed to be here for.
The first being Celebrate Fitness, which I have been planning for a year and the second is something not so celebratory that I was very grateful to have been home for.
As I sit here and just think about how it all went down and the timing of everything, I am convinced that I was meant to be here this weekend. Is that weird?
Do you think everything happens for a reason?