My 5 year plan!

May 2003, I graduated from high school, I was a girl with a plan. I was going to finish school in four years, get married by 25, and then we(that is referring to my future gorgeous paston husband and I) would start a family buy a house and live happily ever after. I told myself that I wasn't going to be like everyone else who says that they have a 5 year plan, and barely makes it through 2. I knew what I wanted to do, and how I wanted to do it. I swore that I would not be one of those families who drifted apart, I never wanted to go a day without speakin to my mom, dad, or brothers. I couldn't imagine not seeing my cousins every time I went home, or hugging the neck of the old people at church every Sunday. But the reality is that my plan didn't last more than about 4 months of college, and I if you looked at the plan, I failed! I am 23 not finished with school, no prospective husband, and buying a house is no where in the near future. Over the last few years I have experienced a lot, and been confused a lot. My pride has been hurt, my insecurities let free, my boundaries pushed, and most importantly my purpose found. I wouldn't trade God's plan for mine any day. What do you think?