As much as I hate to say it.. my summer is ending. My last summer as a kid. Do you know how scary that is to think about and have it become a realization? This was hands down one of the greatest summers I have ever had. I learned a lot about myself, who my real friends were, and what I want out of life.
If you keep up with me, you know that I went through a really rough time last year. Lately, people keep asking me about it and it's made me think. I was pretty much down and out. But I changed my attitude. I went through a time where it was just me and my family. No friends. Now I have a few of the greatest peope in my life that I can call my best friends. My family and I are tighter than we have ever been. I am so grateful for the problems and issues that I had to go through. They have helped me become the person that I've been trying to find.
My best friend is now a college student. It was so hard to say goodbye to him. He helped pull me out of a dark spot. When I needed a laugh, he would come over at 2 in the morning just to talk to me. My family is convinced we are getting married. Either way, I know that God sent him into my life to help me. He is such a blessing, and I honestly don't know where I would be without him.
The fabulous four. My soccer friends. More like my sisters. Moving to Forza was a scary thing for us. We didn't know the girls, the coach, or the playing style. Making that move was risky. I am so glad we did it though. We stick together. That has been out motto out of this whole thing. There is not a week that goes by where we don't call and check up on each other. It's hard to get together with Britt at Roy, Kates at Weber, Squid at Layton, and me at Syracuse. Friday night football games are our new way to hang out. We are all so different from each other that it doesn't even make sense how we are friends. But we make it work. We are all planning on college together next fall. These girls make soccer worth it.
I'm scared. Excited. Nervous. I mean.. do you blame me? I'm going to be a senior this year. I am turning 18 in less than 2 months. I will be a legal adult. How did this happen? Last I remember, I was playing dress up in the basement and singing along to the Cheetah Girls. Now look at me. I'm driving. I'm researching colleges. I am already buying things for when I move out. Sometimes I think to myself, "You know.. if I had to move out and live on my own, I could probably do it." Then there are times where I am gone for a night and miss my mom like crazy. The world expects us to be all grown up after 18 years. I don't think ANYONE is ever fully grown up. Especially as a teenager.
There isn't a day that goes by where I don't think of who I was. The people I used to hangout with. The boy I will always have feelings for. It will always be a part of me. But you know what? I'm so happy with how I have lived my life. I have no regrets. I am living life how I want to. I am grateful for the opportunities that have come my way. I am proud of myself for the decisions I have made with the church. My testimony is strengthened all the time.
This school year, I am making it a personal goal to blog once a week. That will be my journaling. Good luck to everyone with the new school year! Sending my love!
