"If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans." This is something I heard a lot growing up. However, it's not something I understood until recently. I think I would have avoided many afflictions in my life if I had. Unfortunately, I did not. In my earlier years, I was the kid that always needed to make plans. For example, I would make plans in my head at every dinner. It would go something like this: eat the bad things first, then veggies, rice, and finally save the best, meat, for last. I now see that no matter how much we plan for ourselves, it doesn't always go the way we want it to. No matter how much I tried to plan out every step of my life, it almost never turned out exactly how I imagined in my head. I think that maybe it's because there were always things that I did not take into consideration that affected my plans.
In the last part of my 7th grade year, I already had a plan for most of my life. It wasn’t much detailed after high school but I still had a pretty good idea. I was excited for the next few years. 8th grade was going to be a blast, I had many friends and we were all the oldest kids in the school. High school was going to be just as fun and easy because all my friends were going to the same high school as I was. My church was fantastic. There was this beautiful girl named Grace, who just blew my mind the first time I saw her. It was like walking into a dream where everything is perfect, except I wasn’t dreaming. The first time I laid eyes on God’s finest creation was when I moved to Oregon from California. At first, I was devastated when my father