day 5

Today, I would have to say that I am most thankful for physical therapy. It puts me in so much pain, but I know that I will eventually be able to see the difference that it is making. I also feel like God gave me the physical therapist that he did because he knew I would need the encouragement. The physical therapist that I have keeps me so encouraged when I am doing particularly difficult tasks. Often times, I need the most encouragement when I am doing a task that, before getting hurt, was so easy. I mean, you seriously never realize what a luxury it is to have control over all of your toes, or to put on shoes and not be in pain, or to sit "criss-cross applesauce" (or Indian style) on a carpet. I mean, four years ago, all of those tasks were soooooo easy. Now, I feel like if I can do half of them it has been a good day. And you can forget about "criss-cross applesauce"....just throwing that out there. That one is a huge negative ghost rider! To sit that way means to put extreme pressure on a very swollen part of my ankle. Anyway, as these tasks come up during physical therapy, my therapist is always there to give an encouraging word and remind me that I CAN do it. Sometimes it is a "one day, you will look back on this and wonder why the heck it was so hard," and other times it is a "you are so much stronger than the task. Just zone in and go for it." I love these words of encouragement, especially when I feel like I am up against an impossible task.....like turning my foot to the right as I found out today :(. Anyway, it seems like a silly thing to be thankful for, but that is what I am most thankful for today. And just as a funny side note about physical therapy: I had to go to therapy for this ankle two years ago when I fell off the stage. When I went back this time, I ended up with the same physical therapist....AND he remembered me! It is nice that he gets to see the progression over time. Anyhow, that is all for tonight. I apologize that this one is fairly short, and will be picture-less, but a) I don't have any pictures of physical therapy, and b) I have to teach at 8:00 AM tomorrow, and it is past 11.

Words of Wisdom for tonight: "Don't be so afraid of failure that you don't try!"-Author Unknown. First off, I seem to have a lot of "author unknown" quotes up there on that wall. Secondly, I feel like I tell myself this every time I have to try something new with my ankle. Let it be a new brace that I am not sure will help, a new exercise that I am totally convinced is going to hurt more than help, or even coming up with lesson plans to teach my first graders. The possibility of failure is all around, but the probability of God's success is also always around! so next time you think you can't do something, remind yourself that "you should not be so afraid of failure that you don't try." That's right, the author is unknown, so I just rephrased their quote! :p

thankfulness, day 4

today, I would have to say that I am super thankful for music. It speaks the words that I cannot, or am too afraid, to say. I feel like I really connect with music. I listen to all kinds of music and so I am not just talking about one genre or band either. I mean today, I have listened to Ingred Michaelson, Jonny Diaz, Rascal Flatts, Isaac Russell, and right now Taylor Swift is playing. I love that I have such a wide array of music loves. Some songs are serious, some are sad, some are silly, and some just are what they are. I do not know what to say about music other than the fact that I love it and I am so thankful I have it to listen to while I work on homework, clean, or just lay and read. The picture below is the lyrics to a song that I have been listening to quite frequently, it is an empowering song. Fits right in with my never give up attitude from yesterday!

Also it is silly, but I am also super thankful for Command strips. They have allowed me to decorate and re-decorate my dorm room easily. Look at that, tonight you got a two for one special....although one really has nothing to do with the other....oh well!

Your word of wisdom for this evening is: "Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, and flows from Heaven to the soul." Author Unknown

an attitude that's pleasent to have! :) day 3

ok, so today, I would have to say that I am so thankful for that "go after what you want and don't back down no matter what" attitude that my parents have encouraged for as long as I can remember. They have always stood behind my dreams too, no matter how crazy....which is awesome. But that is a post for another day! :) Anyhow, now back to my attitude that I love so much! To truly understand what I mean, we shall take a walk through my college years thus far.

This is me a few short days before getting gall bladder surgery. I look good, but see here, truth is, I didn't know I was days away from getting my gall bladder taken out. All I knew was that I was sick quite a bit, and that over break I was going to see a gall bladder surgeon for his opinion on whether or not I needed my gall bladder out. I knew it was a possibility, not that it was for sure going to happen. The brownies were because I passed my Swisher final with a 92%....that was my history final, and I still managed to not pass the class. I mean technically I did, but I have to have a C in order to pass and I only got a D+.....yes, even after that grade on the final. Anyway, I had my gall bladder out 4 days before Christmas, but still returned to school with a "Satan get behind me" attitude. I managed to keep this attitude the following semester as I dealt with masses appearing in my small intestine and no real knowledge as to what they were....on my part, or the doctor's. Eventually they went away and haven't come back yet.....*knocks on wood* I still managed through all of this to keep a smile on and tell myself "Satan get behind me....I WILL finish this year!" and I did. I may not have passed History, but other than that....I was good. And I was signed up in the fall for attempt two. And I was determined over the summer to study for the class and pass it! (oh, and if you are still wondering, I did get to celebrate Christmas just fine. My brother is in the military and didn't come home till New Year's Eve, so that is when we did our Christmas. I as pretty healed by that point. 4 days or so away from getting the stitches out.)

My plans to study all summer were halted by major news. My sister and Chris were expecting a child. By time this news settled in, I had more news that had to sink in....they were getting married and they had chosen a date....July 10....that was roughly 8 weeks away and we had to get busy. I practically spent that whole summer until July in Hobby Lobby. So many little projects we did to make that day perfect, and you know what.....that is exactly what it was...it was perfect. I can't think of a bigger honor than standing up there next to my sister on her big day! I feel like that picture up there is perfect in so many ways. Not only is it me and my big sister, but it shows the love that we had for someone who would've loved to have been there....I really missed my grandma Duncan that day. Along with my daddy's grandparents. I retreated to Montana for a bit after the wedding. And by that, I mean I left four days after and stayed until about a week or two before school started for me here at college.

I went back to school my sophomore year promising myself that it would HAVE To better than surgery. I was a team leader and so I had a group of new freshman to direct in the ways of campus life. I made it through New Student Orientation, and it was right into Welcome Week.....and the best thing about Welcome Week is $5 concert tickets. And we are not talking about bands no one has heard of either, that year we had Abandon. Anyway, as a member of student activities, I offered to help set up for the concert. It went great until they put down that freaking extension cord. Long story short, I tripped over it. My friend was a paramedic and told me that I needed to go to the hospital and get it checked out. I refused and so he told me he would drop it if i walked on it. He wouldn't make me go. Just to spite him....I walked on it.....after a bit.....all the way back to my dorm. After realizing that he was fighting a losing battle and I wasn't going to the ER, he finally settled for me wrapping it in an Ace Bandage and checking it again the next morning. we wrapped it and I went up to my room.....on the third floor. with no elevator. It was in that moment that I truly decided.....I really didn't think this semester was going to be better. I held out hope and drifted off to sleep in more pain than I ever remember being in in my life! I woke up the next morning and even though it still hurt, I mustered up enough stubbornness to walk and not even act like it hurt. It wasn't until the next day when I woke up and couldn't put pressure on it, or move my toes...that I decided to go get it checked out. Next thing I know.....fast forward 17 weeks or so.....and I am just making it out of a walking boot. I still lived on the third floor the whole time. Even on crutches! I was so proud of myself. And in the midst of all that, my nephew (that baby you heard about earlier) decided to make his world debut about 5 weeks too early and around 5 pounds too light. The middle pictures are him. You can see how light he was and those things in the bottom pictures are Krystal and Chris' wedding bands. That gives you a visual as to just how tiny he was. Later on that day we got him to unball his fists and we had them up around him upper arm. Remember how this was supposed to be the good semester.....not so much! But Christmas break was coming, and that meant new surgeons who would hopefully actually figure out what was wrong with my foot. That 17 weeks ended because I got a different kind of brace from a different doctor. Eventually, sometime that summer....the pain just went away. March that school year leant itself to the experience of my first accident. yeah.....the good year will definitely be my junior year! I mean, it has to get better eventually right?!? That summer, my cousin got married, then I retreated to Montana again, and when I came home, I got kidnapped by Chris, then stayed out till the wee hours of the morning, came home, went to South Carolina, came home and had to get ready to go back to school in around a month or so. Before you get kinda confused. I wanted to assure you that he ended up just fine. That was him and I this past summer after I had had surgery. That is how you know I love you all..I put picture on the internet from before I have gotten ready for the day. But hey, that is what morning cuddle time is all about. I wish I could wake up and cuddle with him every day!

I went back with the thought that again....this was going to be the good semester. (I really need to stop doing that). It should have been some sort of indication when I came back to school sick from all the rapid weather changes that the summer had held, that had given way to the sickness, that I just really couldn't seem to kick. Anyhow, it went pretty well until a family emergency came up, that left me in Hannibal, and the family in Odessa. I knew there was nothing I could do, and so I just constantly told myself. Stand up....never back down! so then crisis was adverted and my best friend invited me to go to a concert to meet a band that I had never heard of, and all it was going to cost me was the use of a bedroom at my house in Kansas City. I was game and this started the craziness of becoming sisters to a group of rockstars, and the fun bond that comes with sharing BWW at 2 AM in a parking lot with them! Then it was time for Young Christian's Weekend. and I should have known that something was going to go wrong. I mean, this is me we are talking about, and life was just starting to slow down. I came back with a brace on my foot and that was that, my fate was set in stone. I blogged about the whole journey a few months ago, you can check it out here. Anyhow, I ended up with foot surgery, and my projected recovery date was a week before school started. I did get to go to Montana but it was only for a short while, but in those few days we were there, I got to see both my Huntley family and my Hays family. It was glorious! Then even better, while I was recovering from surgery, little miss Hope (my cousin) decided to make her world debut! Granted, when my family went to stay at my aunts in order to go see her when she was born, we started a minor plague and then no one got to see her....no big. You can read about that terrible, but somewhat hilarious visit here and here. Anyhow, we did all end up meeting her. Well, most of us did. She ended up sick in the hospital though and was there when I left for school. In the midst of that, my foot seemed pretty insignificant and I kinda felt like getting put into two shoes was far less significant. But alas I returned to school in TWO shoes! something that had been long awaited since about May or so when I got put back in my walking boot. If you are keeping track, this makes surgery number 2 in my college years.

Figuring that college just could not get any more.....interesting we will say, I returned to school to start my senior year of college. My two shoe joy faded all too quickly and I was put back in my boot, and I found this out the same week I was home for Little Miss Hope's funeral. She lost her fight all too soon, but for an instant think she gave up fighting voluntarily! And even in death, she donated organs to keep other families from the same fate. I wear a green "Donate Life" bracelet in her honor. My teacher doesn't like that I teach with it on, but hey....there are some fight I am willing to fight....and wearing this bracelet is one of those fight. and ummmm....I just really don't care if you think it's silly. But at any rate, while I was home for her funeral I was back to the doctor for my ankle, and ended up at the doctor for my knee which had been giving me really bad pain. I got an MRI done and that rendered nothing definitive, but gut feeling told the doctor that something was going on. He scheduled, and then we rescheduled, an exploratory surgery. I had surgery over fall break and since then have been recovering. I am effectively stumping the foot surgeon with my unhealing ankle, but I am in physical therapy now, so we will see if that starts to help soon. hopefully it does because I could really use something going right. At any rate. I still have the never stand down and never back down mentality. So for now, the surgery total stands, and hopefully stays, at 3 surgeries during college, and so far, not a great semester to date. Oh well, my God is good and He is looking over me and that makes everyday a good day. And I will continue to go through days with a smile on my face and a smile on my heart because you know, it could always be worse!

oh, and mom and dad.....thanks for the "go after what you want and don't back down no matter what" attitude! That right there is the only reason I can say College graduating class of 2013....here I come!

And now: for your Word of Wisdom! "My past did not define me, destroy me, deter me, or defeat me. All it is guilty of is strengthening me!" Hope that gives you all the same feeling of empowerment as it did me!

day 2 of November

Tonight is going to be short because I am really tired. Tonight I am thankful for my friends.....they are awesome and we always have fun together. I love them all to death and I am so happy for the addition of Alex and Katherine to our group! I feel like they have been there our whole college career, when in reality they became a solid part of our group only a few short months ago! Anyhow.....I love my friends and I would be totally lost without them. They are one of the things that have made my personal part of the college years not so suck-tastic! Love you guys if you are reading this!! I will have to get the picture on here tomorrow of all of us at Wreck It Ralph tonight......which by the way is an awesome movie and I recommend it!! :)

update and new plan

ok, update on the knee first. It is looking really good and healing like it is supposed to. If I could get the ankle to follow suit....I would be a very happy camper. I started physical therapy for the ankle, and so I cannot wait to see what it has in store for me. Hopefully at the end of the tunnel is a lifetime of pain free happiness for my ankle. A girl can dream right?!?!

As far as school goes. I finally feel like I am back into the swing of things.....it is about dang time! I am spending about four hours a week in the classroom now and I love it! I cannot even imagine myself doing anything other than teaching young kiddos the rest of my life. Here in the next couple of weeks, I will have a few more teaching opportunities, then in the spring semester, I will student teach and then graduate in May.

Ok, now for the change of plans. I am going to try to get on here each night and put a picture and a thing that I am thankful for. I will start out day one by saying that I am thankful for school. It totally stresses me out nearly every single minute of every single day, but my schooling and my grades is something that I am super proud of. I love that even though my personal life has been rough in college, I have been surrounded by and cared for by the staff and faculty here at my University. The thought of knowing you are exactly where you need to be is so encouraging and so comforting, that you can't help but smile. Now, if they would ever get my dang heater fixed.....it would make the experience that much better.....and warmer, too!

recovery

ok, I decided to wait on this week's blog so that I could update after surgery. Yesterday was surgery and it went really well. They found a shelf thing in my knee and said that it was causing pain every single time I bent my knee. It was no wonder it was hurting! I was feeling really good yesterday and was up on it quite a bit. However, today it is pretty sore, but still just taking it one day at a time. Gonna pause for now and come back after a bit.

That is how my knee looks as of this morning. I kinda thought it looked funny, but dad assures me it looks just like it is supposed to.

Now tonight, my recovery has been hanging out with my little cousins. I am challenging Carl Gene, 10 years old, at song pop from across the living room. He is pretty good.....especially at the 80's collection. That is me and him up there. I love these boys with all my heart. Hard to imagine a world where I will be able to love my own kids as much as I love these little people that my world has come to revolve around.

Then, as Carl is playing song pop against me, Nate, his 6 year old brother, is dancing around the living room singing "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" Oh goodness, I love these boys a ton!

That was my leg a couple of days ago when I came home. The white tight looking things are compression sock type thingies, and I have two of them on now. They help with circulation. So far recovery is going well. I have only had to use the crutches once, and it was right after I woke up yesterday morning. I was pretty stiff, but they told me to be ready for that. Overall though, I am pretty happy with recovery.....it is going well and I am not in nearly as much pain as I anticipated! :)

And now for your "Words of Wisdom" I heard this one in Chapel on Wednesday a few weeks ago....and it went something to this effect "The life you have always dreamed of, lies in the mission you have always dreaded."

before I forget. I need to take this chance to brag on Kelley, Sarah, and Amber. These girls helped me move in to my new room on Saturday! I could not have done it without them. And I am totally convinced they had so many other things they would have preferred to be doing, but they took a good part of the day to help me. How did I get so blessed?!?! I love my life, my friends, and my family! :) God is far too good to me, and I forget to thank him for it nearly enough!

My "survival kit" to life...that should be yours too! :)

This week, I was reminded of a certain "survival kit" that I think every woman needs: my list is as follows:

A guy friend that will step up and be a gentleman. I thought this one would be easy, seeing as how I go to a Christian school. But no.....most of the guys here are just like most of the guys in the "outside world." However, last week, I was walking to class and I was carrying a kind of heavy bag so I could present a project. My friend Nick was sitting outside waiting for Sarah to get out of class so that they could hang out (Sarah is the girl up there in the picture, Nick is the guy holding her, and no....they are not dating....this is just how our group is...). Anyway, he saw me come out of the dorm carrying this bag and so he walked up behind me and took it and carried it to the building I was walking to. He didn't have to, and he did.....thing is....he does this type of thing for all the girls in our group, or will offer at least. With me, he just did, because he knew that, even though I needed it, I would never ask for help. Every girl needs a guy friend like this!

The guy friend that constantly reminds you of your worth. You see, I tend to have this problem with self-image. Some days are worse than others....but on any given day, there is my friend Luke to remind me that I am beautiful, even when I don't see it. I love this about him. Also, I know it is genuine, he says it a lot, but he means it every time. I love that about him. It makes a bad day a little better, and makes a good day an excellent day. Every girl needs this guy in her life!

I also think that every girl needs a guy friend, that is kinda like the women in her life. By that, I mean she needs a guy that she can turn to about ANYTHING. My friend Ryan is awesome! I remember calling him my first night in college. I was freaking out telling him I couldn't do it and he was super encouraging. Or the time I called him about missing my grandma, he just told me that "I wish I were there to give you a hug, but for now, just pretend I am hugging you" or something to that affect. I love that I have a guy friend that I can call about anything, I even call him and text him about guys in my life that are irritating me, or that have made me really happy. I am telling you, every girl needs a guy like Ryan!

The girlfriends that are there no matter what. My girlfriends are amazing! Some days we simply sit and watch TV, and other nights we stay up talking until 4 in the morning.....about anything! I know that I can go to them with ANYTHING and I won't be judged. I love that about my friends! I also love that on days when I have had a bad day, they know that a hug will make things better, and so they will sit and hold me while I cry.....even if they aren't the touchy-feely type themselves. I love this. I was blessed with three of these girls here at college! Every girl needs at least one of these girls in their lives!

Every girl needs that shirt that she wears when she needs a pick-me-up. Funny thing about the shirt I have found that makes me feel extra pretty.....it isn't mine. It is Aimee's. She bought it at Goodwill, and somehow, by the grace of God, it fits both of us. I borrow this shirt every time I get the chance. I know what you are thinking though....and you are right. Aimee is way tinier than I am, and this shirt fits her just right, while fitting me just right too. We both have to put a shirt under it, or over it if we wanted, but it still fits both of us. Have you ever heard of The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. This kinda like that, only without the traveling, and we wash the shirt after we wear it. But same concept...different body type, perfect fit on everyone! Every girl needs this shirt, even if it's not hers!

Every girl needs that staple piece of jewelery. The one that she feels naked without. For me, it is my rings...three of them. And even if I am wearing them, but wearing them on the wrong fingers, I still feel naked. My True Love Waits ring is worn on my left ring finger, only to be replaced one day by an engagement ring, and even then, I will wear the two together. This ring doesn't leave my finger till my wedding day! My pink ring....that I actually bought at a garage sale. I know, you are wondering what significance it has to me, and that answer is simple really......it doesn't actually have any sentimental value to me whatsoever! I just wore it so much that it became a staple piece of jewelery. I wear it on my middle finger, left hand. A lot of the little kids at the school ask me if it means I have a boyfriend. To which I just giggle and say "I wish! If you ever finish your math, maybe I will tell you why I wear this ring!" Then everyone wins, they finish their math, and they figure out why I wear the ring. Simplistically enough, "because I think it is pretty" is a valid enough ring for the occasional primary grade student. Last, there is my high school class ring. I wear it on my right ring finger. I wear it because....well....I paid for it, and it isn't weird to wear it. I mean, I graduated fairly recently and so I still wear it....one day, I am positive it will make it's way into the jewelery box, but for now....it's place is on my right ring finger! Maybe for you it is a ring, a necklace, or maybe even a bracelet, regardless...every girl needs at least one staple piece of jewelery.

Every girl needs a hobby! For me, it is crafting, or blogging. I am almost always making something with my hands! Sometimes it's a scrapbook, other times, it is a sewing projects, and sometimes I am simply decorating a room. These things, while stressful to others, are calming activities for me. I love them and I would go crazy without them. I especially love to scrapbook, and I will let you in on a secret.....I have not been doing it long! I made my first scrapbook when I was a senior in high school. I made it for graduation, and I have since added to that scrapbook and made one more for myself for college, and I update it quite often, and I made one for my sister and brother-in-law to give to them on their two year anniversary. I am getting ready to start a scrapbook for Isaac. I have the pictures printed, and organized, I just have to sit down and make the scrapbook. I love scrapbooking! I also really love to sew because it is something that I feel keeps me close to my grandmother. I miss her a ton, but when I sew, I somehow feel a little better, if only for a little bit. Last year, I made an apron with Aimee's help, and then I made a t-shirt quilt by myself. My t-shirt quilt looks a little rough in places, but you live and you learn....I embrace the imperfections because if I wanted it to look perfect, I would have taken it to someone else. However, since I did it, I take pride in the blanket....flaws and all...it was a learning process, and for being the first thing I have ever sewn by myself.....I happened to think it looked great! Every girl needs that hobby that she can lose herself in!

Every girl needs a good hair day every once in a while! For me, these days are few and far between, but when I have a good hair day, typically the next day is a good hair day as well....then when I take my shower, the good hair day is gone...with the promise to not be back for a couple months. Thankfully, for me...my good hair day was homecoming! My hair looked super cute and my curls held. The next day when I woke up, my curls looked like a hot mess, and by that, I mean a hot, CUTE mess! I just pinned them back like I had the night before, and went to lunch! I loved the look it gave, and I was thankfully smart enough to take a picture before today, when they look flat and frizzy. A shower following this blog will fix that, and I will impatiently wait for the next good hair day! Every girl needs a good hair day on occasion, even if it is for no other reason than just that it is Tuesday.

Every girl needs her idea of the perfect man. I mean, I know that sounds bad....but if you have no idea of what you want. How are you going to know when you've found him? I keep a written list in my wallet, you think I am kidding, but I am not! Ask me sometime when you see me with my wallet, I will show it to you. It is right next to my abstinence cards. Yes cards, I have two....one was signed in 2004, the other directly following the True Love Waits we did in the youth group I taught here in Hannibal. I know plenty of people who have found their significant other with no real defined wants in mind, and are perfectly happy now. However, I am a the type of person who wants to know exactly what I am looking for. This is the case when it comes to school work, relationships, and even what I am going to eat. I take the longest time at new places to figure out what I want to eat. However, when I find something I like....I don't change it up! Also, as bad as it sounds, I hold my guy friends to the same standard that I hold my future husband. I know what I want in a guy and I don't feel that my guy friends should get away with treating me one way while my future husband doesn't. Also, I am a firm believer in being friends before being in a relationship, so if I am surrounding myself with a bunch of guys that aren't held to the standard of what I want in a relationship, then how am I supposed to handle it if I fall for them....this is my reasoning: if I hold my guy friends to the same standard as my future husband, then if I fall for them, it's safe! Every girl needs a list of attributes to keep her from settling when the time comes!

Every girl needs that dream that their life revolves around. For me, that dream is visiting Paris. I don't know why, but I have always liked the Eiffel Tower. I have no emotional attachment to it or anything. In fact, I have no attachment to it. No one in my family has ever been to Paris and seen it or anything, that I know of. However, I am determined to go there before I die.....and I will! I don't know when, but one day I will go to Paris, for now, I will dream if the Eiffel Tower in Vegas, where my brother plans on all of us spending his 21st birthday in July. So excited! Every girl needs a dream to aim at achieving, and when she gets it, she needs to find a new dream to attain.

Every girl needs an experience that makes the people in her life go "whaaat?!?" when she tells about it. For me, that experience came in Peoria, Illinois. My friend Amber and I were at a Winter Jam, and we knew one of the bands there (We As Human). Anyway, after the concert we stuck around to hang out and all that, and we asked them if they wanted to go to Denny's with us for some late night dinner/early morning breakfast. They said they would and we all planned to meet in the parking lot after they finished loading up their stuff. Amber and I walked to her car, and they walked to their van to load up. After waiting for them for like 30 minutes or so....they came out with Buffalo Wild Wings. So instead of Denny's at 2:00 in the morning, we ate BWW in the parking lot all sitting on a throw blanket Amber had in her car. It was the best night ever. Amber did a "concert" of sorts because she was so excited about learning all the words to one of our favorite songs of theirs. Her concert was rudely interrupted when Dave knocked over the ranch on her blanket. (Not that it is important....but yeah, the ranch came out of her blanket.) After that, we all just hung out, talked, and took pictures. We finally left around 3:30 or 4 to drive back to Hannibal. Every girl needs that "back pocket story" that she can just pull out and surprise the crap out of everyone around her with.

Every girl needs that soundtrack to her life. This anthem can, and probably will, change. Right now, I feel like my anthem is Awful Beautiful Life by Daryll Worley. If you have never heard it....listen to it. I probably listen to this song 30 times a day. I love it and it describes my life so well right now!! I also listen to the song More Beautiful You by Jonny Diaz every morning when I am getting ready. More days than not, this gives me the right mindset to make it through the day. When it does, great.....when it doesn't, that's where those reassuring guy friends come in. Every girl needs an anthem!

I feel like every girl needs a quote to live by. That quote that they have stored away in their heart. I have a whole wall of them and each and every one of them is special to me. I have searched for them, stumbled over them, and some of them I have looked for during tough and trying times. Some are song lyrics, others are from poems, and some have come from church services both on campus and at my home church. I love my quote wall....it keeps me grounded and gives me that oomf I need sometimes....that little glimmer of hope and encouragement. so for now, I will leave you with a quote from the wall: "I am a little pencil in the hand of a BIG God, and He's writing a love letter to the world!" Every girl needs words to live by!