A Little "happy" for the day

Last night i was blessed blessed blessed to be able to spend hours, seriously hours, with a couple of great girlfriends talking about life and sharing God. It is so sweet to have the opportunity to do this openly. I take it for granted quite often but many people in the world are not allowed such a privilege. Afterwards I went to a worship service on campus. I always try to pull away at least ONE thing even if I find the lesson is not necessarily pertaining to what I am going through at the time. The speaker told a cute little story about a boy and a sailboat he made. He lost the sailboat and found it in a store window one day. He went inside and told the man at the counter that that was his boat. The man told him he was wrong and that it was not his boat but he could buy it if he wanted. The little boy knew that boat was his, because he made it. So the next day the little boy came back and grabbed the boat out of the window display and took it to the counter. He sat it up there along with some money. He told the man that it was his boat. The man gave him the boat after accepting the money. While walking away, the little boy said to the boat " you are twice mine. I made you and I bought you".

WHOA! that story gave me chills when I heard it. That is EXACTLY what our God has done for us. He made us, and he bought us!!! That should make us feel so loved, and wanted, because we are. well, I just really enjoyed that little story, hope you do too!

time?

I haven't had an ounce of time to blog lately. and that is okay with me. school has been as busy as ever and life is crazy. i'll get back on it over thanksgiving break. i am so looking forward to this upcoming week. i only work a few of the days towards the end of the week and i am beyond excited to spend time at home with my family. im so lucky to be able to do this. see ya next week.

Saddest Halloween

I am quite aware of the unavoidable fact that life can only be so great for so long until it gets hard again. It is a cycle that I've come to accept and know well. As much as I wish that life would always be as simple as afternoon drives and pretty sunsets, I appreciate the hard times because I always grow closer to my Lord. I have to really try to be positive though. This is hard for me, as it is for most anyone I am sure. I could easily be Debbie Downer and bring everyone else around me along with me but I have to focus on the positive.
My dear friend, ex-boy friend, and only boy I've ever really loved is in the Army and was home recently on R&R after a minor injury. We had the chance to hang out quite a bit while he was home for the last two weeks. We have a relationship that I won't even try to explain because not even we understand it. But all I can say is that I love him with more of my heart than I've ever loved anyone else. His feelings for me are even stronger. I was able to be with him at the airport on Halloween until he departed. It was such a weird, weird feeling. You see it in the movies, you watch it on the news, and you hear it on the radio but when you are the one saying "goodbye" it sends emotions through you like you didn't even know existed. There were more emotions and thoughts going through my mind than I could even sort through. It was almost fake...like I could go on with my every day to day tasks and pretend that he isn't really fighting a war. He isn't really having to sleep on the ground in the dirt, night after night. He isn't really jumping out of helicopters. He isn't really finding bombs. He isn't really being shot at. But deep down I know all of those things are true. It hits me at very unexpected times. He is in my mind all day, every day, but it is out of no where when I actually get sad, and cry without any control over it.

This is what I'm waiting for*

I've never written a blog so personal and full of emotions before. It's not something I intend on doing often but  I was starting to go a little crazy with no one to just babble about it all too. So thanks for bearing with me, if you got this far.

loves.

SundaysareofficiallymyfavoritedayEVER

Every Sunday lately has just been great. This past Sunday I got to see a friend that has been in Afghanistan for the last 9 months and who I haven't seen for about a year. It was a great reunion. We got to have lunch at his parents house and then go for a 3 hour drive in the beautiful back roads of our hometown. It really is a beautiful place, full of hills, rivers, changing trees, and just a sense of "home". It is hard letting go of someone and then having them back in your life for a short time only to lose them again in a couple of weeks.

We drove.

On roads like this.



And this statement was ever so true.



This week has been tough...and next week will be even harder. Every single day is just about getting to the end. Ugh. I hate when life is like this. I want to ENJOY life to the fullest, and lately it’s been far from that. I have a pile of things in my head that I need to accomplish in the next week and a half. Honestly, I feel like I can't do it. I know that I cannot do it, but God can. Such a hard thing to just let go of sometimes, but it is all I can do. Tests are piling up like no other this week and next and it is all I can think about. Also, I just want to be done with school... I want to be married to the man God has waiting for me, I want to be a mommy to some sweet, sweet children, I want a beautiful house to decorate, I want a successful career doing whatever makes me happy, I want a strong relationship with the Lord that just shines for others to see. These "wants" consume my mind. I know that I have to go through this first to get to where I so badly want to be someday though. It is a really hard thing to wait, for me anyways.




Well, I have about 3 days of studying due for my test in the morning but I am going to do some yoga, drink some tea, study till I want to be done, clean my room, and call it a night.

loves

Sunday...

Yesterday was my grandpa Miller's birthday. If he was still here, he would have been 83! I love my grandpa more than anyone else in this world. I'm not sure how we had the connection that we did, but it was special. I could probably write a book about him and how great of a man he was.



Grandpa and me when he was really sick.

I got to enjoy the day with my mom and grandma. My grandma and I share a love for sewing and pretty fabric. She knew that I was wanting a new sewing machine for Christmas and she found a pretty good deal so she BOUGHT ME A BRAND NEW ONE!!! woohoo! It is a Singer Curvy...and I am in L.O.V.E! It is seriously one of the best gifts ever. She is awesome.

After our shopping trip I went to the park with my mom to enjoy a little lunch. There was an art festival going on so we enjoyed looking at all of the booths.

It was really a great weekend. I love my family so much words cannot even begin to describe. 

P.S. I seriously could not love this time of year anymore. Here are a couple pictures taken at my house, and across the street from my house. Love.

A little weekend

I love the weekends. Simply because it means I get a small break from the hurry hurry of the week. here are some photos of my weekend. it was really a great one.

Thrift store that i ventured to. it is out in the middle of no where.

And these lovely girls joined me on the trip.

Outisde...we just loved the print on the windows.

We also found a Pun'kin patch on the way.

Elly Bell and Jacob.

Creek day

Love Birds

Sun-bathing

No, it is not my birthday... but i did see this sign and needed to take a picture.

This is on the way out to my grandma's house and i have seriously seen it over a hundred times. it was different this time tho. the almost dead zinnias mixed with the lack of anyones name there made it a perfect picture. i was so glad i have a mom who turned around for me just to take a pretty picture.