

Yesterday was a good day.
I slept in until 3 (after staying up until 5am), taking advantage of my first Saturday at home in a month.
Mom wanted me to pick up Shadow’s food, so I drove the Civic and finally took it on the freeway. ‘Twas quite liberating.
While I was at Pet Club one of the employee’s started talking to me about my shirt (from work) and I left the store feeling happy that I had talked to a stranger without feeling uncomfortable.
For dinner we went over to Silvia’s and her mom made amazing Italian food.
We watched Dad’s Mexico presentation and I cried a little at the end (it was dedicated to Dave).
Mom started playing old hymns on the piano and Dad and I sang with her. I felt a wonderful peace come over me as our voices blended together and filled the air.
After singing, we listened as Mitchell prank called Silvia’s cousin and Sarah’s mom while speaking in a fake Mexican accent. He claimed to be "Paco" and demanded his snowman be returned to him. Hilarious.
Like I said, good day.
These last few days have been pretty tough. That’s putting it very lightly.
To briefly recap:
After talking with people I really look up to and getting their advice, I said goodbye to Jason again. And it hurts more than last time because it’s not out of anger. Neither of us wanted it but it was both the wisest and best thing to do. And now I have to get used to not having him in my life. Again.
But as always, God knows what He’s doing and I’m continually learning to trust in His plans. Work has been crazy-busy but because of that it’s been my saving grace. This week I only have two boys in my group (this is out of 8 total). And I’ve been really bonding with them. They have kept my mind off of the hurt and helped me laugh in almost every moment. They have been such a blessing to me and I look forward to going to work becuase of them.



