A Weekend That I Will Never Ever Forget.

This week was fascinating. I cannot explain to you how much this entire weeks means to me. Especially the last three days. I have been spending a lot of time with a beautiful person named Miranda Grigg. The time we have spent together of the weekend and this week has really helped me in a lot of ways that I don't think need to be talked about on here.

Today at dinner we had me and my mother's birthday dinner and we had hamburgers, hotdogs, and Casey Dip. Don't ask me why it is named that or how it got named that and please don't ask me what it is because I don't know. I don't know a lot of things.

Anyway, tonight when we had our butterfinger dessert with the candles on top and all that stuff, my mother and I leaned in a blew out the candles together and it was very magical. The light from the sparkler and all of those candles made me want to cry. Not the kind of cry where you lean on someone's shoulder, but the kind of crying when you know that someone is leaning on yours, and you feel important, and needed.

I had Miranda over for dinner because I really wanted her to meet my family. I haven't wanted a lot of people to do that and not because I am ashamed of my family, which I'm not, but because that no one has mattered so much in my life. I do not know why I am telling you this.

Tonight I am listening to the album Not Quite Yours by this band named Barcelona. The initial reason for my want to listen to this album is because it is quiet, and it is almost one in the morning. But after listening to it once through I am finally starting to understand all the words he is saying and their meanings. I am starting to understand everything. It is like my mind has finally been untangled and everything is going where it should be and it all makes sense. God is real, love is real, my family is eternal, and whoever I choose to start my new little family with in the future will be eternal. No more time for what-ifs, you guys. There just isn't anytime to waste worrying about things that can't be resolved. I know now that there really is a reason for me going to high school and for everything else. I can't wait for my mission, and I can't wait to get home from it either. I want the experience everything that life has to throw at me. I'm not sad anymore. Or angry or anything but happy. I hope it will last forever.