Blessed

There are so many different things I could write about. I could pick one or two or I could write about all of them.

I could tell you about the weekend that four of my favorite ladies came down to visit.

And we went to Toy Story on Ice which was just amazing. Both of the little ladies sat very well and just loved it. I am so glad that they got the opportunity to come down and see me. I miss all of them so very much!

They are a big part of my second family and I can't really imagine my life without their presence. These ladies have been around supporting me from the word "go." They never once looked at me and told me that I didn't fit. They just accepted me as a part of their family. When the boy left for boot camp, they were there. Not once did they try to tell me they knew what I was going through. Never once did they say they had it worse. They just helped me get through those days where getting out of bed was a chore. I am blessed.

I could tell you about the weekend my mom came down and we went to the Dolly Parton concert together.

She won tickets to this concert and decided that she should come see me and take me out on a lovely date. My mom and I are from the same tree. She pushes my buttons and I push hers. I think it's kind of how teenagers and their parents get along. My mom, though, has always made sure I have whatever I may need. Now I didn't get a new car on my 16th birthday. My clothes aren't always new or the latest fashion. But I grew up knowing that my mom loved me and would always be there for me. Even if I was a horrible teenager on some days. I am blessed.

I might even tell you about the weekend I spent in Pensacola with a certain boy who was very excited to see me.

Can't ya tell? ;) 

We spent the weekend exploring an old fort on Pensacola Beach. It was a really neat thing for us to do. I know he loved the history and being able to climb around inside of it. I loved it not only for those reasons, but watching him was worth every sticker I pulled out of my shoes.

This boy. I could write for days about him. I ran from him for quite some time. He's quite persistent though and he didn't give up. By the time I agreed that we could be "facebook official," I wasn't letting him go anytime soon. We got married on a post-it within 2 weeks of dating. Although it didn't count as a real marriage or anything like that, I think we both knew that this was something to hang onto. He has held my hand through every step of his Marine Corps journey. It isn't always easy on us, but he has never faltered. He's my rock and for that, I am blessed.

I might even tell you the story of how my dad came down this weekend. Just when I needed somebody from home. I haven't been home since the start of the semester and I really can't wait to get home. There just always seems to be something in my way that stops me from coming home. My dad has always played a role in my life that nobody else could ever play. Although my parent's relationship was less than ideal, I have never once doubted either of their love for me. Dad has always supported me and my decisions to do what I feel my heart is telling me. We may not always agree on our viewpoints, but he is always my dad. I am blessed.

I could tell you about the race my sister and I are going to run this weekend. How I'm sure it's going to kill me, but I know that Jess will be there by my side no matter what. She may get on my last nerve. I may want to disown her on certain days, but she is my sister. She's the only one I was given and I wouldn't trade her for the world. I love my sister and, believe it or not, she loves me. I am blessed.

If you really wanted to hear it, I would tell you about all the other people in my life who make me who I am and who bless me on a daily basis. I was born with two large families who I love to death and who I know love me just as much. I wouldn't trade any of them for anything. I found a boy who loved me and he let me be a part of his large family, too. I call them my second family and they are all absolutely wonderful.  I came to school and found all sorts of people who wanted to be a part of my life and for all of these people, I am blessed.

I could tell you about how I have had a rough week. I could give you the dirty details of my life and my relationships. Sometimes I do need to write about those less than perfect days just to blow off steam, but most of the time, I don't. I do my best to focus on the positive things in my life. I try to accept the bad as it comes and always focus on the good. I am blessed in many ways and it just doesn't seem right to dwell on the negative.