Storms

Storms have always been scary to me, ever since I was little. I remember hiding in the kitchen and not going anywhere (it was the only room where you couldn't see outside). But with storms comes energy, a sense of excitement, and this is how I feel now. I feel like I really belong here and I am looking forward to how this year will pan out. I feel like I can finally be myself, and I am grateful for that. Everyone might think I am crazy or a dork, but I really think that it is their problem if they label me, and not mine. I have never had that mentality before and I am thankful I have it now. I feel as if I am growing up, and I know (hopefully) I am making the right decisions along the way.

Sunday

Sundays have always been my favorite day. It's a day for family, friends, and relaxing. But today, it was just family and homework. My mom came up from Ainsworth to see my sister (Ashley) and I (she thought I was depressed). I tried to convice her I was ok but she wouldn't hear any of it. She seemed very upset in the way that I am becoming more social and my sister is quiting softball (a very big deal in our family). My mother is the type of person who puts anyone before herself and expects nothing in return. She is a very wonderful person, and she respects all the decisions my sister and I have made this last week. My sister is also a person who will put others above herself. Even if she is hardheaded about something, it WILL happen. My exboyfriend and I haven't spoken since Thursday. I feel I have moved on (I know it seems too soon but I have amazing friends and family to help me get through this) and I feel like a better person because of it. I realized no matter what happens, life goes on, and it can be as great as you make it be.