I am living a life I never planned. Sure I thought that I would grow up and get married someday, but always in the back of my mind, in my imagination, I was a professional something. Successful and productive. I would enjoy what I did and be really good at it, everyday.
However, even as I professed such grand dreams as a PhD and a nobel prize for some writing, it didn't feel right, it didn't sit comfortably within me.
And so now I shouldn't be so surprised that I am the stay-at-home mom of three kids who are very close in age, that my main roles are those in support of those around me. But I am. And there are many days where I am neither successful nor productive nor do I necesarily enjoy what I do.
I shouldn't be so surprised that God led me to marry a man who brings out the best in me, even when I don't believe that the best is in me. Nor should I be surprised that I live in the core city of a medium sized Midwest city and am passionate about issues of equality and social justice and hunger, both here and around the world.
But I am. I am surprised almost every day that this is the life God has given me, that He has called me to.
That is this unexpected life, my unexpected life. And I am blessed