The Pull of the Universe

Lately, I’ve been feeling like the universe has been pulling us in a certain direction. A direction that, without a little push, we weren’t necessarily prepared to go in, ourselves. A failed house sale.  A very strange, failed shore house buy, which I never got into, here, because I didn’t want to jinx things (turns out that theory didn’t work).  Readying our house for sale, yet again, meeting with a new realtor, then delaying listing our house because of chance opening in Jacksonville, which my husband didn’t initially even want to go out for.

The Jacksonville job opened.  After many discussions, weighing pros and cons, we decided that applying for the job was the right thing to do, maybe not a choice that we would have made on our own, but maybe, a choice that we were meant to make.  We all got on board, even the kids, who were very excited to move to Florida.

My husband had a phone interview, then got flown in with three other people for a face to face interview.  We waited, we wondered, we worried, we got excited.

We found out, yesterday, that he didn’t get it.

Turns out I was wrong about the universe.

As with all things in my life, I tend to look for meaning, wisdom, and answers from events that transpire, but this time, I can’t seem to decide exactly what it is that I believe.

1. The universe has a sense of humor.
2. The universe is leading us in another direction
3. The universe doesn’t have time to micromanage my life.
4.  Enough with the universe, already.  Maybe, we’re all just random people bumping into one another, trying to read meaning into the threads that weave our lives. Things happen for no other apparent reason than for the fact that they happen. Meaning is nothing, interpretation, everything.

Who knows?

There is one thing, though, that I have learned from this whole ordeal, and that’s time spent worrying, wondering, or trying to predict the future is time wasted (that includes the fight over whether to buy a house with a pool or not). Best to be happy in the moment, make confident decisions with the information at hand, and let the future unravel as it will.

Que sera, sera!


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