After a week apart, my husband returned home today, and I truly missed him.

On the way to the airport, I found myself reflecting on the rhythm of life. Instead of worrying about where to park or what to eat, I made a conscious effort to be present and seek the Holy Spirit. This intentional shift brought me into a calm flow, where I could see everything around me—the little movements and currents—with a deep sense of peace.

I let myself rest in that flow, trusting the Holy Spirit to guide me. At one point, I missed an exit, but instead of feeling anxious or frustrated, I trusted that it was part of His plan. Even though I arrived late and missed another turn, I remained calm. I knew deep down that this was exactly where I was supposed to be and that even my mistakes were part of the journey.

It’s a new state of being that I’ve discovered—a new perspective on how I move through life. I see only peace now, and I feel at ease embracing each moment exactly as it is. I love this way of being.