My parents met a the bus stop in sixth grade. They dated my mom's freshman year through her senior year when my dad went off to college and they couldn't do long distance. They got back together my mom's sophomore year in college and a year after that they were married. They are best friends to this day, even if they don't act like it sometimes.
I've heard this story maybe twelve times since August 23. My mother, though she though me and Jeremy were much too serious, is convinced that he and I will get back together when I get to college. This is exactly the kind of thinking I have been avoiding for the past two months. How on earth am I supposed to completely get over him when I have this story and the obnoxious attitude of my mother's constantly shoved down my throat? It makes life so much more difficult when parents don't agree with their children's decisions. Of course, my parents support me but they don't agree with me. And I know they don't know everything that happened but when I'm used to following their every wish...well most every wish, it makes it very difficult to stand behind my personal decisions. Not to mention that there are times when I talk to Jer that I simply forget we're broken up or can't seem to remember why we did.
My life seems to get more and more confusing and blurred as this year progresses. I've learned so much about myself in such a short period of time. And I've seen a side to my family that I never knew existed. But more than anything, I've learned so much about my God. I've always known that He will never give me anything more than I can handle and this year has truly been a testament to that. And yet, I still feel so blessed.
My best friend in the entire world comes home in eleven days. While my life has been so randomly weird and, simply, off these past few months she has been one of my only constants and I can't tell you how grateful I am for her. I love you Katherine Anne :)
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