Sooooo this post was supposed to be very different, but hey, that's the way life goes sometimes. Originally I was going to show you how to throw a 90's themed party and promote my friends local baking businesses by sharing the treats they made for the event. God has a funny way of allowing our “perfect plans” to be derailed, only to teach us something we need to learn. Don't worry, you don't need to go grab popcorn. This is no sob story or dis track. But I am going to be completely open, honest and vulnerable. I’m sharing this because I know I'm not the only one going through it. If you haven’t noticed by now, this post isn’t going to be about sugar cookies (at least not entirely).
Exactly two weeks ago I had the perfect plan to create a party for someone I love. I spent my breaks at work looking for 90's themed party supplies and ordered a cake and cookies from two of my friends (because we love supporting local businesses up in here!). I invited his entire family and thought I made the event a place where everyone could feel nostalgic and we would dance to cheesy 90's jams. Check out the videos below to see what I created.
Beautiful, delicious custom cakes by my friend Jessica: @cakemydaybyjessica
Incredibly detailed, custom cookies by my friend Laynie: @bakedbylaynie
You know the feeling where you thought you did everything right, only to have it all come crashing down (aka having the "perfect plan")? I got up the next morning and went to work at a blogger event, feeling so proud of what I had put together the night prior - all by myself for someone else. My heart dropped when I was told it wasn't enough. It wasn't long enough, or that I was too this or that. In my opinion, sometimes our worldy love isn't enough (God's is!). It can just be so hard when you have different beliefs, backgrounds, or levels of understanding where someone is coming from.
The fact is that nothing is coincidence. God's perfect timing will forever rule our "perfect plans". Think about how you got to exactly where you are now. If I hadn't chosen to stay in Dallas for college instead of moving away, I would have never met the person I love. I don't regret any of my time, energy, or effort in that relationship. Maybe one day, things will better align for us. Maybe they won't (I'm not crying, you are! lol). But seriously, if you're going through a similar situation you know that it is so painful but it does get better.
Maybe it's time I stop living in the past and start wholeheartedly trusting God's will for me. Instead of Britney's "Hit Me Baby One More Time", I'm listening to "Stronger". Because truthfully, the 90's aren't coming back and sometimes that's just how the cookie crumbles.
All profits made from this post will be donated to The Make-A-Wish Foundation of America.