ah the bliss
i haven't written for a while. Life is circular, I've decided. Sunday was my birthday, and so I sat down and thought about each birthday I've had for the past five years. Five years ago, Brad gaveme a dozen roses for my birthday-a sweet gesture from a guy who had the capability of making me feel worthless. Compare that to the journal that Zane gave me this year-roses vs journal. Four years ago, Mike Rummage and Jessica Ruppe threw me a surprise party-Levi was there, too, as I recall. Three years ago, Matt baked brownies while we watched the news-two years ago, my mom tried to make it special and it really wasn't. And last year, the Moleks were baptised. Each year there has been this interesting progression in my feelings towards myself. Five years ago I thought roses from the guy who called me 'dog sh--' was the best I'd ever get, and the best I'd ever deserve. And today someone gives me a journal and says 'the best gift i could give you is one you could create yourself.'. and i know that i do deserve that. And i'm not worthless. i have formulated opinions over the past five years that have propelled me into this future of mine, and as I look around me, I realize that it's exactly where i was, only I've changed-so the surroundings mean so much more to me now. happy birthday,eh?