lisa rambles about love and life
i'm bored. so i thought i'd just ramble.
finally friday. i like fridays.
so i finally told my parents last night that i broke up with scot. my dad was surprisingly cool and supportive. my parents never cease to amaze me. 95 times out of 100 they take everyone's side but mine. but every once in awhile they'll surprise me by actually caring. about me. anyway, so i guess it helped that they didn't really know scot all that well, and i did tell them 6 months ago that i would probably break up with him now anyway. my mom actually told people a while ago, that if he didn't propose by amy's wedding, i was going to break up with him anyway. it's weird how parents know you so well, even if they act like they don't, and they live thousands of miles away. but my dad was sweet and asked if there was anything he could do for me. i said, it'd be nice if he could heal my stomach.
i know it sounds shallow, but when you love someone. truly love them. you do whatever it takes to be with them. whether that's move across the country or marry them. you just do it, cause you can't not. in your heart you know you'd do anything to have that person there with you every day. scot didn't feel that for me, so why waste everyone's time? i'm looking for someone who thinks i'm his first priority. love is a compromise. as my mom said, "everything you do, you do for the other person, and they do everything for you."
on that stomach note, my ulcers are slowly healing. it's hard not to aggravate them. i have to be careful about what i eat and drink. i had basically quit smoking for a couple weeks, but with life the way it is now, i've been having a few recently. i'm being careful about drinking- not on an empty stomach, and not as much as i usually drink! i've cut coffee which is the most depressing thing ever. and i'm avoiding tomatoes and oranges. i'm taking prevacid every day with meals, and that helps if i remember to take it on time. but if i don't i feel awful. hopefully in another month or so i'll be better.
so, there it is. rambles from lisa's mind. and look, the time flew by. now it's time to go on the air.
I have prayed, and I have peace. Whatever is meant to happen will. I trust that everything will work out.
Whatever doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger.
finally friday. i like fridays.
so i finally told my parents last night that i broke up with scot. my dad was surprisingly cool and supportive. my parents never cease to amaze me. 95 times out of 100 they take everyone's side but mine. but every once in awhile they'll surprise me by actually caring. about me. anyway, so i guess it helped that they didn't really know scot all that well, and i did tell them 6 months ago that i would probably break up with him now anyway. my mom actually told people a while ago, that if he didn't propose by amy's wedding, i was going to break up with him anyway. it's weird how parents know you so well, even if they act like they don't, and they live thousands of miles away. but my dad was sweet and asked if there was anything he could do for me. i said, it'd be nice if he could heal my stomach.
i know it sounds shallow, but when you love someone. truly love them. you do whatever it takes to be with them. whether that's move across the country or marry them. you just do it, cause you can't not. in your heart you know you'd do anything to have that person there with you every day. scot didn't feel that for me, so why waste everyone's time? i'm looking for someone who thinks i'm his first priority. love is a compromise. as my mom said, "everything you do, you do for the other person, and they do everything for you."
on that stomach note, my ulcers are slowly healing. it's hard not to aggravate them. i have to be careful about what i eat and drink. i had basically quit smoking for a couple weeks, but with life the way it is now, i've been having a few recently. i'm being careful about drinking- not on an empty stomach, and not as much as i usually drink! i've cut coffee which is the most depressing thing ever. and i'm avoiding tomatoes and oranges. i'm taking prevacid every day with meals, and that helps if i remember to take it on time. but if i don't i feel awful. hopefully in another month or so i'll be better.
so, there it is. rambles from lisa's mind. and look, the time flew by. now it's time to go on the air.
I have prayed, and I have peace. Whatever is meant to happen will. I trust that everything will work out.
Whatever doesn't kill me, only makes me stronger.