Sometimes i chuckle at the fact that God gave me to a WONDERFUL family of 8. . .he chose for me what i could not choose for myself. he chose what i needed, what i did not always enjoy, but what i needed. because if it weren't for them:
i would want:
everything clean, desirable, managed, labeled, tied with purple bows, compartmentalized, clean, tidy, and perfect.
i get a home that's loud, chaotic, fun, joyful, zesty, loud, happening, loud, shared, make-do, if you spill it clean it up, if its yours you had better hide it, if you break it we will buy a new one, if you leave your shoes out i will toss them in the closet, if you lose your toothbrush there is probably a new one under the sink. . .
my mom is a saint.
well now, i am choosing someone new. someone named Kurt and he, the ONE human i have signed up for for the rest of my life, happens to be all of those things, except this time i chose it.
how wonderful is that?
it kind of actually makes me feel as if i have learned something.
because at the end of the day, who wants to feel like you have been in a relationship by yourself, unto yourself, just like yourself. no, VARIETY is the spice of life. i once made the mistake of wishing people would be more like me, (YUCK) and as i graduate college (tear) i am so glad that i have stopped living under such a terrible myth as that.
i am from loving people different than me and praising the Lord that they are, and i am thankful that God gave me to the family he did. he really does know what he is doing.
-E
Loved this. Love you. cant wait to reunite.
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