I could very well be on my way into the history books.
I should have this tattooed onto my forehead!
I need to get off my couch.
“Find a boy who calls you beautiful instead of hot. Who calls you back when you hang up on him. Who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead. Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats. Who holds your hand in front of his friends. Who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on. You will know he is the one because he will apologize first even if he feels he was in the right, because being right won’t matter if you go to bed angry. When you tell a joke he will laugh out loud. He will constantly be reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have found you. He will turn to his friends and say, ‘that’s her.’ -Clayton Austin
If you remember anything from my blog. Please let it be this.
I am lucky enough to know it to be the truth, as it is describing your father.
I used to keep a miracle journal beside my bed.
It was amazing to me how easily it's pages were filled.
I need to start writing in it again.
I always feel like I'm being watched anyway.
... the big guy upstairs. I figure he's pretty with it.
And then of course Santa