It's 11:11 Make A Wish...
But what if you have nothing to wish for? What if your life is pretty good right now?
Please forgive me if I sound as if I am bragging. I'm not one of those writers. I promise to only write this one.
I'm a very lucky person. I grew up with support and love coming out my ears. I can honestly say that I never went a day without feeling loved or being told I was loved. That has not changed even though I am not living with my parents and the fact that my dad has remarried. My family and friends support me through and through and it is apparent through my writing passion that they actually care. When writing a new novel, they ask questions and encourage me to take my time, dive into my heart and make it happen. I could not ask for a better family to call my own. And my friends and I have purged all negative friends from the mix. We no longer have the social obligations to fulfill. Our groups are varied which is a relief from the same parties with the same people at the same place as they were in the past. No longer bogged down by the socially awkward and obscure, we have mixed the bag a bit. And even though we have grown up schedules and dilemmas, we are not past our childhood fun. In fact, this weekend, the roommates and I are having an Ugly Sweater Party! The parties are much more lighthearted than the ones that others have thrown and we look forward to the continuation of drama-free events.
Christmas is looking to be a good one. The holidays are becoming more grown up as we all have our family obligations (that we still love) and everything is starting to work out well. Family is key and being with people we love is not lost on that. Christmas is full of excitement this year and so far, I am down to one last present to purchase. Know what I want to get, just haven't found the right one. But thanks to my solid job, nothing is limited this year and I feel proud of my accomplishments.
Overall, I am very happy and this is what I want at this point in my life. And wish for nothing for myself.
But change for Jordan would be an improvement. He is still in my prayers.
Please forgive me if I sound as if I am bragging. I'm not one of those writers. I promise to only write this one.
I'm a very lucky person. I grew up with support and love coming out my ears. I can honestly say that I never went a day without feeling loved or being told I was loved. That has not changed even though I am not living with my parents and the fact that my dad has remarried. My family and friends support me through and through and it is apparent through my writing passion that they actually care. When writing a new novel, they ask questions and encourage me to take my time, dive into my heart and make it happen. I could not ask for a better family to call my own. And my friends and I have purged all negative friends from the mix. We no longer have the social obligations to fulfill. Our groups are varied which is a relief from the same parties with the same people at the same place as they were in the past. No longer bogged down by the socially awkward and obscure, we have mixed the bag a bit. And even though we have grown up schedules and dilemmas, we are not past our childhood fun. In fact, this weekend, the roommates and I are having an Ugly Sweater Party! The parties are much more lighthearted than the ones that others have thrown and we look forward to the continuation of drama-free events.
Christmas is looking to be a good one. The holidays are becoming more grown up as we all have our family obligations (that we still love) and everything is starting to work out well. Family is key and being with people we love is not lost on that. Christmas is full of excitement this year and so far, I am down to one last present to purchase. Know what I want to get, just haven't found the right one. But thanks to my solid job, nothing is limited this year and I feel proud of my accomplishments.
Overall, I am very happy and this is what I want at this point in my life. And wish for nothing for myself.
But change for Jordan would be an improvement. He is still in my prayers.