Changes. They are hard and often, unwanted, however, in the end, they stretch you and ultimately make you a better person, right? If that is the case, I should be as stretch as a rubber band or a stretch armstrong doll ( if any one knows what that is). This past week is the week of changes. First of all, Beth and I have a contract on our house. After 4 to 6 months of zoning stuff, we will have sold the property and moved into her parents double-wide across the street. The awesom thing is that Beth's parents-whom I love dearly-will get to build their dream home, which they totally deserve. This means that we will be living with them while they build the new house. Which means, inevitably, that I will probably gain 20 pounds from eating Mama Ellen's (Beths mom) good cooking.
Then, I get a call from my dad saying that my stepmom got a new job in Blairsville, making double what she does now and that he, Rachael and Jacob, my brother, will be moving by the end of the summer. My brother will be starting school at Union County and will still be in band and drama and all that. They were going to wait until he graduated, but, due to a lot of issues with the band program and certain individuals at his school, he said that he was ready to start somewhere new. Now, you may not think this is a big deal. Blairsville is only an hour and a half away, right? Well, if you knew how much I love and depend on my family, you would understand.
It's funny- God has been showing me that I need to put Him before other people. I spend so much time seeking advice and counsel from other people, instead of coming to him with my problems. My daddy was and is like that for me. He always knew the right thing to say and would help me solve all my problems. Since I am out on my own, I have HAD to become more independent and I think that my family moving will further that process along. But, on the other hand, I will miss them terribly. Now all of my immediate family is at least an hour and a half away. Gas prices better go down soon, for my sake!!!
And, last, but not least, Robert and I have been talking more about the M word. We looked at rings and are talking about where we are going to live. I am so excited and scared at the same time. I know he is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with and I know that God sent him to me. Marriage is definitely a BIG change. I will keep you guys posted and will let you know when the 1/3 white gold, princess cut, size 5 is on my finger!!!!
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I think I've finally grown up. I know what a 1/3 white gold princess cut size 5 is. I feel so proud.
You want to know something funny... I haven't a clue what my ring is... I can tell you its a size 5 and a half, but otherwise I just know its sparkly and that Derrick did a good job of picking it out last summer.
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