End of the year

Where did the year go? Through all of my negativity through recent blogs, I figured I needed to let all know that I'm ok. Haha. Though I may vent my sadness and frustration out on here it is in no way implying that I am "falling apart". I have my good days and my bad days and last I checked.. that's normal.

Christmas was great. It was so good to see my family.. minus Brad :( but he called and I really loved getting to talk to him. Seeing my parents and spending time with them was wonderful and it felt so good to be in my home where I feel loved and safe. After picking me up from the airport, my parents and I got home around midnight and since we couldn't wait, we opened our presents. We took pictures and had fun laughing and enjoying the "feel" of Christmas. Since Brad wasn't there I felt like the only child which was extremely weird. Kelli, Brad's girlfriend, came over one day and took his place so it was still fun. I love her. I lost my cell phone in Atlanta and had to wait until Tuesday to get a new one. I came home Sunday afternoon (after being stranded at the airport for 3 hours, LONG story) and took a MUCH needed nap.

This week has been good. I have made new friends (including my ex boyfriends wife... weird? :)) Her and I talked for two hours and I had no idea how much we had in common. We have been through heartbreak and we can relate more than I thought we ever would. After talking to her I felt like I could do anything. Sure, I still have hard days but you can only give so much. I know how I feel and that's all that matters.

Last year I made a list of all the things I wanted to do in 2008. Yeah, I maybe got 3 of them accomplished..lol so for 2009 I will hopefully get more accomplished. One of them was to read the BOM. I wasn't able to finish so this year.. I AM. I also want to start running again. I used to run all the time and go to the gym but stopped because I got lazy. Let me embarrassingly make it know that there is a Dr. Pepper and chocolate sundae sitting in front of me while I'm writing this. It shows... trust me. I want to do at least one service project a month. I do not do enough of it and would like to help more by volunteering somewhere or donating in whatever way possible. No, I'm not also asking for World Peace.

Lastly, I feel inspired to express my feelings on prayer. I don't want to sound preachy but my blog is for sharing experiences and this has been a good one. I have done more of it the last little while than I have in a while. I can not even begin to explain how powerful it is. I always have known much of an impact it has had on me but it's in the hard times that I feel the power of prayer more than usual. Maybe I tend to listen more. There is an unspeakable closeness I feel as soon as I close my eyes. I am so grateful for that. I can feel that He knows what I'm going to say before I say it. It's the one person who knows EXACTLY how I feel about any situation and I don't even have to explain. I read a quote about it the other day and thought it was fantastic.

"When your knees start knocking, Kneel on them."