All roads point north
In the creation of this post I had to refer to The Associated Press Stylebook, as well as, the Web site, http://www.quickanddirtytips.com , just to be sure whether or not I should capitalize the word “north” in the title. It is now my understanding that in this context I should use lower case, however, I am not entirely confident that there is not a certain level of subjective interpretation that could come into play on this one. Additionally, just writing this first part of the body text proved to be a little more labor intensive than just subject plus predicate equals sentence. Ah, the English language… you either love it or you hate it! Fortunately for me, I love it enough to find great joy in trying to master it.
The funny thing is that the previous paragraph has nothing and everything to do with what I intended to write about all at the same time. This is a theme I am growing quite accustomed to these days. You find yourself wanting to yell, “What does that have to do with this?” only to step back and realize yet again how completely interrelated everything truly is.
I don’t know how this whole moving north thing is going to work out, but I know with complete certainty that it is. Of course, I have moments of doubt when I wonder about the how, and this opens the door to worrying, for which I simply do not have time. For example, when I was up north recently, it was cold the entire time, but my car started with no difficulty. That is, of course, until the day I meant to leave. On that day, my motor only clicked, and I got my first lesson in how to jump a car without the help of a man to do it for me.
It was like I was being told not to leave, but in the event that I HAD to go (husband, kids, dog all awaiting my arrival back in Iowa) this is a new skill I should learn, as I will soon be needing to start my car in -22° weather on a more regular basis. Because of the delay this caused, I didn’t go into town to check out job prospects. Bear in mind, I hadn’t had more than a jug shower in three days as the water line is currently frozen, so perhaps I wasn’t meant to go prospecting that day.
Now today, I finally took a minute to look at my daughter’s school newsletter, and it is good I did for two reasons. Number one: I learned that she is off from school for the next two days. This is something I came very close to learning tomorrow morning when her father would have brought her home after taking her to school, and told me that she didn’t have school, and he would have been less than pleased. Number two: She has spring break in less than three weeks, which will be the perfect opportunity to get into town and do the prospecting I didn’t get done before.
So, now you may be wondering, “So what?” and I can’t say that I blame you, but everything seems to be falling into place. I have learned more and more to go with the flow, and the flow will take me where I am supposed to be. I will continue to look for writing opportunities for that is what I love. Each time I write, I will polish my abilities to write well, but ultimately I need to continue to keep the faith that God has a plan for me and everything will work out as it is meant to without me beating it to death if I just, “Go with the flow.” Just like the Red River, this flow is heading north and taking me with it.