I’m so lucky.
Yes. I know just a week ago I was writing about being sad a lot, but now I see it was God’s way of showing me just how great what he was going to give and has already given me is. I just met my bestfriend in this town. It took a year. It took a lot of fighting and struggling to find my place in this town, but it was worth it. I truly value our friendship. I also have my wonderful boyfriend. He’s amazing. I know that may seem cliche to most people, seeing as I am only 18, but I promise you, this is special. He’s special. My parents, his grandfather and people at school firmly believe we’re going to make it. I believe it too. What we have is real. What we have is love. True, unconditional love. Every day I’m with him, I fall in love all over again, and realize how thankful I am for him, because I’ve been through Hell. My life has been anything less than extraordinary. I’ve dealt with shit, in fact, last night, it all came back. I had to protect my family, once again. I’ve been screwed over. I’ve been fucked up by a guy. A guy who I thought I was in love with. I’m not going to say I hate him or wish him ill. I hope he’s happy, I hope he’s doing well & I will always love him. Just as I love my friends, but that’s where it ends. I still carry the sting of words he said. I still carry the lack of confidence, due to the second rank status he placed me at. I still carry baggage. Everyone does though. The difference is I have my God. My God makes me baggage feel lighter. He picks it up, to lessen the weight on my shoulders, and holds my hand as I make this hard walk through life. I have my up and down moments in Faith, but as soon as I put my hand out for my daddy up in the sky, he grabs it without question, and comforts me in a way no one else can. He’s a miraculous man, and I hope you all get a change to meet Him if you haven’t already yet, because when you do, you too will realize just how lucky you are.
