So every once in a while, I think the Lord sends me little reminders of how blessed I am just when I'm starting to think that my life totally blows. Tonight was one of those nights. As a preface, you all should know that I'm sick, I haven't gone outside yet today (it's currently 8:42pm), I've been writing my trauma paper that's due tomorrow, I had a slight meltdown because my thesis wasn't working out, I have showered (be impressed... no seriously), I've had 3 cups of tea (thanks Hannah) and I haven't seen Casey today because his job loves him more than me.
That said, I had a tender reminder in the form of a phone call that my life really isn't that bad. My oldest brother called to congratulate me on the recent engagement (oh... in case any of you didn't know, surprise! I'm engaged!) and we talked for about a half hour just about life, how school is going, plans for after post-school, Mark Ryden, plans during Christmas, how his job is going, just random things. I know this doesn't seem like a big deal, but it meant the world to me, so much that I hardly know how to express it.
Scott is talking to me and He loves me. He's happy. I'm happy. We are family. And most important, we love each other.
Finals can be stressful, papers can consume my soul and my hands can cramp up from the typing and writing, but Scott loves me. And he told me he loves me.
And that's enough happiness to last for a very very very long time :)
kristin! this makes me happy.
ReplyDeletefeel better, okay?