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The Best F Words

Last night, I was a complete grumpy ungrateful mess. I was just sitting there fuming at everything that I thought was wrong. I was upset that I didn't feel as happy as I thought I should and how dare people do this and, yeah. It was no fun. I even checked out Lauren's blog to see what the next F word was, because I was catching up on blogging. Fortunate. I was not feeling fortunate and there was no way that I was going to post about it. Who reads this blog anyway?

This morning though, I was going through the blogs and read Lauren's post on being fortunate. On just saying a grateful prayer. As I read, the words softened my heart. I immediately felt better and hopeful. I'm not in some depressed slump, I've just been forgetting to be grateful! And there's so many things that I am fortunate to have.

Sammy. He is an angel sent down that I get to spend eternity with. He's always there for me and so patient with me. He's always cheering me on. I like to think that I do the same for him. Neither of us is perfect, but we're both willing to put in the work to be together.

A wedding. This has been causing me the most stress lately and I may or may not curse it. But, I'm so fortunate to be getting married. I'm fortunate to have so many people willing to help out. And, even though it causes me stress, I'm fortunate that my in laws are actually on board and not fighting everything tooth and nail anymore. I'm so grateful that this is all coming together and happening.

Spring Break. I was feeling down last night that this break is almost over. But I'm so fortunate to have had a Spring Break and do so many fun things and spend so much time with family! I'm also so fortunate that I'm able to go to school and get my degree.

Work. I'm so fortunate to have a job that works around my school schedule and I don't have to worry about working Sundays. Everything isn't sunshine and roses there but it's a job, and its helping so that I can live on my own.

I'm fortunate that this was today's topic, right when I needed it. Today is going to be a great day. :) 

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  1. Lauren SkousenMarch 28, 2014 at 8:38 AM

    Reading this just made me think: were you already in Logan!? Did I miss you!?! Yikessss!

    A wedding - although stressful - is definitely something to be grateful for! Especially the whole MARRIAGE part after! And I'm so happy to hear the future in laws are more on board than before! Yahoo!

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