life goes on
i am thankful for hot bubble baths and candlelight and soft music and hot chocolate and silk pajamas.
my day today would have sucked without it.
i could explain my day but i dont feel like it.
all that matters is that it ended on an excelent note. its been months sence i had a hot bubblebath with candles and music and the whole works, and i need that every once in awile to drain all my stress out.
now i am sipping my hot cocoa and writting cory my first letter to him while he is on his mission...and its weird...but cool.
the weird thing is that i was thinking about his parents today and wanting to go over there, and his mom called me 2night and told me she was just calling to say hi and she loves me and i am welcome anytime and i still dont have to knock. i didnt go over there bc i wanted to take a bubble bath, but its nice to know i was thought of.
when i got off the phone i cried again...but now im used to it...and now when i cry, i cry bc im sad but also bc things have changed and i am so proud of him...hes my missionary.
now life goes on and i let him do his thing and im gonna do my thing...and slowly start dating people. this is hard but its like in the movie i saw last night...they said a girls dating life is exactly how she wants it to be, meaning that if she is miserable, its bc she is making herself miserable. yeah i cant explain it well but i know wut im trying to say and i know wut im talking about so thats all that matters.
my day today would have sucked without it.
i could explain my day but i dont feel like it.
all that matters is that it ended on an excelent note. its been months sence i had a hot bubblebath with candles and music and the whole works, and i need that every once in awile to drain all my stress out.
now i am sipping my hot cocoa and writting cory my first letter to him while he is on his mission...and its weird...but cool.
the weird thing is that i was thinking about his parents today and wanting to go over there, and his mom called me 2night and told me she was just calling to say hi and she loves me and i am welcome anytime and i still dont have to knock. i didnt go over there bc i wanted to take a bubble bath, but its nice to know i was thought of.
when i got off the phone i cried again...but now im used to it...and now when i cry, i cry bc im sad but also bc things have changed and i am so proud of him...hes my missionary.
now life goes on and i let him do his thing and im gonna do my thing...and slowly start dating people. this is hard but its like in the movie i saw last night...they said a girls dating life is exactly how she wants it to be, meaning that if she is miserable, its bc she is making herself miserable. yeah i cant explain it well but i know wut im trying to say and i know wut im talking about so thats all that matters.