Whenever August rolls around, everyone is so busy going on last vacations before school starts, are visiting family, are on a road trip to Disneyland, maybe even a cruise to the Bahamas, and there isn't any time to sit around and have lazy days. Well, for them.
My August generally looks like this:
...No, there's no picture loading or anything that's supposed to fill that gap. It's just supposed to stay empty.
So while I'm home, being literally too bored to even open the laptop cause I know there's nothing there for me, I sit around in my room...and wait for tomorrow. How many people can say that? Especially because my siblings have all gone back to school now....
Today, I sat around, was lazy, AM lazy, too hot to be outside (unless there was a body of water I could stay cool in--if there was one) when I FINALLY got the opportunity this afternoon to go hangout in the harbor with a friend who is leaving tomorrow and I won't see for another year, PLUS getting to do something I've never before done (paddle boarding) I got excited.
Shortly thereafter mom informed me that she had sailing and I had to stay home and watch my brother. Actually, he decided to go to a friends house so I really could have gone, only I don't have my license to take the car yet... Basically, I got to thinking about how if mom didn't get remarried then she wouldn't have to sail on Thursday's, and if dad hadn't died I would have already had my license and maybe even a cooler car. As I started thinking about the "what-life-could-have-been-like" I started to cry in my empty dark air conditioned house... But it wasn't even two minutes later when SOMEHOW I thought to go on the Internet to distract myself and I ran into this video on my Facebook:
My August generally looks like this:
...No, there's no picture loading or anything that's supposed to fill that gap. It's just supposed to stay empty.
So while I'm home, being literally too bored to even open the laptop cause I know there's nothing there for me, I sit around in my room...and wait for tomorrow. How many people can say that? Especially because my siblings have all gone back to school now....
Today, I sat around, was lazy, AM lazy, too hot to be outside (unless there was a body of water I could stay cool in--if there was one) when I FINALLY got the opportunity this afternoon to go hangout in the harbor with a friend who is leaving tomorrow and I won't see for another year, PLUS getting to do something I've never before done (paddle boarding) I got excited.
Shortly thereafter mom informed me that she had sailing and I had to stay home and watch my brother. Actually, he decided to go to a friends house so I really could have gone, only I don't have my license to take the car yet... Basically, I got to thinking about how if mom didn't get remarried then she wouldn't have to sail on Thursday's, and if dad hadn't died I would have already had my license and maybe even a cooler car. As I started thinking about the "what-life-could-have-been-like" I started to cry in my empty dark air conditioned house... But it wasn't even two minutes later when SOMEHOW I thought to go on the Internet to distract myself and I ran into this video on my Facebook:
I don't know what it is with me being able to find things like this RIGHT as it happens, honestly my first thought was *okay cool, spiritual message sent from the big man upstairs to tell me to put my big girl panties on, but why did it have to come so fast, let me cry!* but as I watched the video, my tears were somehow dried. (let it be known that I wasn't crying over not being able to go to a friends house, but rather that I thought about what could have been, which lead me to dad, and basically had a snowball affect and had me sad about anything to the point where you can't hold it in anymore).
I could feel peace in my room after I watched that video, and I felt kind of guilty because I have so many good things, and I was just looking at what I didn't have. It was nice to have a reminder that there are good things to come, and God has things eternally worked out.
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