Talking to my amazing grandmother the other day, she said these words in passing and they've been in my head ever since. A reminder that life is a wild and untamable thing—we'd all be wise to remember that. At 27, I'm definitely guilty of a bit of over planning for the future. But with that comes an anxious little twinge of 'What if things don't go to plan?' There's a freedom–a collective exhalation–in the faith that everything is but an adjustment.