What I love

I feel like most of the time, I'm either complaining about some situation or getting worked up over something that, in maybe a few days, won't bother me in the slightest. I feel like most of the time I don't stop to think of all the things that I've been blessed with and all the things that I see in my everyday life that make me happy. I wanted to take a second to do that.

I love my friends dearly. Carter, Langley, Jade, Tori, Evan, Andrew, Maja, Alyssa, Niki, Madison, Kristin, Austin, Adam, Paul, Seth, and so many more, you all mean the world to me whether you think so or not.

I love my job. I love working in a place where almost everyday I go to work, I learn something new. I love that almost everyday, I go into work and am greeted by a boss that is a really nice, funny and playful guy. I love that I work with one of my best friends, Andrew. I become so overjoyed when, at the end of the night, the white Quest minivan pulls up at the front doors of the FBO, soul music blaring, to drop off the human samples at the front entrance.

Despite what I may say/feel sometimes, I love my city. I love knowing every back road and being able to drive around freely with my windows down and my music up.

I love Craighead. I love that our city is blessed enough to have such a beautiful public park/forest at our disposal. I love being able to go up there with my friends and have something free and wonderfully entertaining to do for the afternoon.

I am so thankful for having loving, wonderful parents that have given me so much and encouraged me so much throughout my childhood. I love them and their ability to make me feel the safest I can possibly be. I love my mother's way of getting all giddy over girly teenager things like prom dresses and hairstyles. I love the fact that my father walks me to the door every morning to see me to school and that he loves and bonds with our dog Skeeter so much and that he never fails to tell me to "be careful of all the other idiots driving" anytime before I get into a car to drive.

I love that my teachers care about me and know who I am and that I can joke around with Mrs. Grubb and get caught by Mrs. Holifield doing the dance routine to Bye Bye Bye! with Tori and not get in trouble but instead asked to "keep going!" Though I never understand what he's trying to teach and goof off in his class a lot, I love Mr. Dellinger and his silly way of doing things and his unyielding faith and his quirky, true to form "I don't care what other people thing" personality that is put to the test everyday in class when he yips and yaws and hee haws.

I love that I'm in a school where I can explore new activities and have the privilege of a FREE education that most of the time I take for granted.

There's a long, long list of these things that make me radiant and warm all over. I can't begin to tell you how much these things, as well as these people, mean to me.

Thank you so, so much.