Hey there, Jen here, and this is a happy bit. I want to talk about when things feel like they're meant to be,

and it can go two ways. Sometimes you ponder something or think about something or meditate on something,

and you just know it's going to happen. It feels meant to be. That happened to us right before we moved to Madison,

Wisconsin. My husband had several job offers. We felt like we were going to be in Madison. We both

knew it. And he even turned down three job offers. His major professor thought he was insane because he hadn't even been

offered anything. So I feel like that was really meant to be. Now, sometimes I question whether

it was really meant to be because Wisconsin winners are brutal, but I'm not going to complain.

I love Wisconsin summers and we'll just leave it at that. So meant to be.

Now, let's take it the opposite direction. Sometimes you want something. You will it to happen.

You just know what's going to happen. You try all of your positive thinking. You try being

cheerful and optimistic and sending out all the right vibes and law of attraction and all the things.

And it just doesn't click into place.

Now, we have two choices when this happens.

We can continue to resist what is actually meant to be or resist that it hasn't happened

yet.

Or we can trust that our lives are happening for us rather than

to us. I'm going to share an interesting example of this. Like many of you, maybe you still do,

maybe you don't anymore, maybe you never have. It seems to be a popular parenting thing in the U.S.

to believe good parents, quote,

unquote, take their kids to Disneyland or Disney World, or if they're older, at least Universal

Studios. And this is a truth, quote unquote, that I bought into for a long time. And needless to say, for our family, given our emotional

temperaments, our emotional health, driving to Florida or California is entirely out of the

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