Que sera, sera

One of my biggest pet peeves is when something bad happens or you're waiting for big news and people say, "If it's meant to be..." and then their voice will trail off and they'll give you a meaningful/condescending look. Annoying.

And the worst part is, they're actually right. Things do tend to happen for a reason and oftentimes things just sort of work out the way that they're supposed to. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that everything in life works out perfectly, but there are definitely days, hours, moments when the stars seem to align and everything just falls in to place. And today was one of those days.

I'm starting to think that this is all the result of my grandmother's Novenas. It's a well known fact that she has a direct line to God, so if you ever need anything, just have her add you to her list. Seriously. Over the years her prayers have put rings on our fingers, yielded multiple great-grandchildren, scored jobs for our husbands, and most recently secured a dream house for Laura. The woman is down with the G-O-D.

We've had our share of ups and downs since we've started our adventure as aspiring authors and all of the sudden it seems like the stars are aligned and the universe (or maybe my kick ass guardian angel?) is nudging us along, helping us make the right decisions.

Whatever will be, will be.