Sometimes I just feel so blessed to have such wonderful people in my life, who love and support me in all that I do. Aside from my family, I have truly been blessed with a handful of tremendous people to help me down this sort of scary path called life. I often find myself wondering what I did to deserve such wonderful friends, and although we tease each other like there is no tomorrow, I know without a shadow of a doubt that there wont be a single situation where I wont be able to turn to any of them for help. They are all so different but so patient and kind and wonderful. Each one is teaching me something different and blessing my life in a different way and I absolutely love it. Talking with one dear friend tonight I made the comment that we were like one big happy family. I quickly said actually we're like one big dysfunctional family, which may sound like a negative thing but is actually something positive. Perfect is boring. Normal is boring. And we tease and joke because we care so much about each other. It is an amazing thing to find a group of people who can be an extension of your family. I absolutely love it. And although things in my life aren't perfect, I am going to bed tonight completely overwhelmed with gratitude for so many beautiful people.
Okay first things first....I went to WA to see my friend Liz. Look how cute she is! She got a grown up job and moved to the *cutest* little town in WA and I miss her, so I took a few days for myself and went on a trip to see her. Secondly, I want it to be known that I DID invite a friend to come with me. I have a good friend who I would have loved to have join me on the trip, but when he couldn't come I was sad but didn't bat an eye. Here are the reasons that I invited him: He is excellent company. He has a great taste in music. He is friends with Liz as well. I thought it would be fun if he came. The end that is all. I didn't invite him to make the trip cheaper, to help drive, or to make me feel safer. It would have been fun if he could have come, but either way I was going to go. I drove to Washington by myself because I could. Because I am saying YES. Because I am done waiting for "someday". Someday when I have more money, or
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