Ohh my, what a beautiful day for some good ol' fashioned strawberry pickin'. I abide by the same strawberry-picking strategy that I did when I was about four: One for the bucket, one for my mouth. I'm pretty sure I'm made of strawberries right now... and probably a little dirt, too. Whoops. Well, because we did such a good job pickin', the lady gave us stickers too! In combination with the amazing food we ate at Greekfest, today's been a monumental success. I got to spend the day with my best friend and my brothers. I adore my family and friends & I adore my brother's girlfriend. She's a perfect fit & Cameron's really set the bar high when it comes to significant others hangin' around the Granger clan.
That really got me thinking. It's been almost four years since I had that head over heels falling for someone sensation. I want nothing more than to love someone who fits in here. I want to be crazy about someone, doesn't everyone? & All the sudden, I got to wondering if I'd ever feel that way about anyone again.
So I did what every strong, independent woman with a good head on her shoulders does: I whined to my friends.
But see, this is where the whole having friends who rock thing comes into play. When I told a particularly wonderful friend that I worried I'd never find that person, he told me that everyone has these moods and that it's important to remember that these feelings are temporary. He told me I have to trust God that he's got someone special waiting for me.
I really don't know how I ended up surrounded by such wonderful people who are twenty going on eighty, but I sure am thankful.
So anyway, I'm gonna go count my blessings and eat my berries.
Bonne soir, mes amis!
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