I finally felt energized to write something. Yay?
Life is good. It could be better, mind you, but we can't all have what we want. Looking back at everything that's happened to me in this past year, I'm glad to still be sane.
I had lots of ups and downs this year:
My sister became pregnant last year, and in June of this year, she lost her child.
A week later, I started working at my current job.
A month and a couple weeks later, I met John, and well, you know how that goes. :D
I came out to my mom. She still doesn't talk about it, and I don't want to force her to, not after all she's been through this year. As she puts it, God keeps tearing her heart in so many places.
About a month ago, my dad was jumped by a couple of teenagers while walking our dog. My dad had a few bruises. My dog got scared, ran off, got hit by a car, and died minutes later.
Weeks later, I found out that my aunt in Puerto Rico collapsed. She had a brain aneurysm. She's ok now though.
My job is not all that I really wanted it to be. I find myself more stressed and more prone to depression than usual.
So life kinda balanced itself out with the good parts and bad parts.
As thanksgiving approaches, I reflect on what I am thankful for now, given that this year has really made me realize what's important. I'm thankful to have someone that loves me, friends that support me, a job that pushes my buttons but pays me well, an education (albeit at a school I hate), a roof over my head, and a family that will love me no matter who I am (hopefully).
In other news, I get to let my entertaining side out this week, as I'm cooking for Thanksgiving, which is cool. I'm making mac and cheese with 3 cheeses. Rachael Ray, eat your heart out.
Until next time.