To Everything There Is A Season

The past few months have been tough stuff. A lot of drama and heartache. But I think one thing that stands out the most is that I am 6 hours shy of having my Bachelor's of Science in geography. I walked at a graduation that wasn't mine, I have a class ring that has a year on it that I didn't graduate in, and now classes are about to start and I'm not going back. Not till spring. I'll living back with  my parents. Not fun. All we do is yell and argue. I'll be out soon, though hopefully. Right now I'm just looking for a job to do me till I go back to school in January and finish up that degree. I'll walk again next May (whether my family attends or not) and I'll actually get my diploma. It hurts that all the photos and memories from May 8, 2009 are a sham, but I'll be so proud of myself when I walk next year, even if no one is there to see it. Then on to my masters!! I want to teach high school science!! I also have an amazing man in my life who makes Prince Charming dim in comparison. He truly is a dream come true. I couldn't ask for someone more perfect for someone like me...someone so unperfect. I haven't felt this at peace about a man...ever. So being the girl I am, I'm already planning a wedding in my head when there isn't even talk of a ring on the finger. Typical female, I am! But then again, I've been doing this since I was 12, taken or not. Knowing I have such an amazing, understanding, reliable, a PATIENT man to share this part of my life with makes all the troubles seem much less dramatic. In a few years, all this will be over and I know I couldn't do it without him. Okay, enough gushing! While back in Pell City, I'm hoping to blog a big more. Maybe it'll keep me sane!! Maybe...