.my cup runneth over.

It's been almost a week, and I must say I've packed a whole lot of learning into the last six days. Let me start by detailing the events of my weekend...

Friday evening was the beginning of my nomad weekend. On this particular trek to Tulsa, I watched my brother fix my car while his wife and I supervised and rocked out to 90's boyband music; I went with my soul-mate-of-a-dear-friend to pick out her wedding dress [& saying she will be the most beautiful bride ever would not even begin do her justice]; I trotted my fabulous mom and fabulous pregnant sister-in-law to my fabulous pregnant best friend's house for a baby-clothing-swap; I attended the engagement luau for the future bride; I took my grandparents out for my Papa's 79th birthday breakfast ...who am I kidding? When I tried to pay for the bill, I thought he might actually beat me with his cane. Needless to say, I allowed him to pay for his own birthday breakfast; and I had lunch with 4 of the most amazing ladies I've ever met.

In spite of knowing that I am happy with my life and where I am at and how I got here, I found myself wondering if my life is as full as it should be.. Have I ever really done anything? Am I already an old maid at the ripe ole age of 24? I was officially the unfortunate bearer of very green feelings - and I don't mean eco-friendly...

After nearly a full day of sad, pitiful, unattractive wallowing, it hit me:

The reason I have such wonderful friendships with such amazing people is because they have something about them that I adore; that I absolutely appreciate; and that I can complement. It dawned on me that I was completely, hopelessly, and happily enveloped in everything that friendship is supposed to be about, and I experienced it all in just 48 short hours. I was so surrounded with LOVE the entire weekend, that it made me question whether or not I was giving it back in the same way. I am so thankful that I can occasionally question my ability to love, because it means that I can put that much more effort into loving the right way in a positive way.

And as long as I love this way, I will never have to doubt whether or not I'm loving correctly. I generally don't like to openly discuss my relationship with God because Lord knows I believe it's a private matter between Him and me. But since Jesus understands every weakness of ours (Hebrews 4:15), I will just let it suffice to say that my cup runneth over. I am so full of love and appreciation for everything in my life right now.

Let the blogging begin!

I have been out of the blogging world for quite some time now.
As someone who used to thrive in the dramatic world of Xanga and Myspace (in my defense, I was 14 - I cannot really be held responsible for those actions, right??), it is nice to finally know that I can take joy in living a life that can make my family, my friends, and my God proud. 

Life is full of crazy, scary, exciting, joyous, sad, trying, and happy moments. I think the world needs to take a little more time, each day, to appreciate and revel in the fact that God gives every single one of us something to be happy about; something to be proud of; and something to look forward to.

Happiness is a choice.
Love is a skill.
Life is a process.