I'm fine!

Sometimes I'm so dramatic.  Things are fine.  I got a great letter from the missionary.  I had a great Friday night with friends.  And a great manicure/pedicure sleepover with Stephanie.  Throughout the course of the day were many great reality checks.  And they are as follows:

I honestly love school

I love learning

I love playing cello

I love being in Michigan

I love living on my own

I love my independence (well, relative independence...)

I have great friends here.  Not just good friends, but seriously great friends

I have a great emotional support system

I'm stronger than I give myself credit for sometimes

I can do hard things!!!!

I like doing hard things

I'm good at doing hard things

I'm not "trunky" for Elder Morris

I do not want him to be anywhere but on his mission right now

I don't need him as much as I once thought I did

But I still love him.  Quite a bit.

And I'll still wait

But I'm certainly not sitting at home, pining on a Friday night!

I'm not that girl

I like this: "Never judge someone until you've walked a mile in their moccasins" 

and: "You can't judge a book by its cover"

Indeed you can't!

This part of Garden State has been in my head lately:

Andrew: You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of the sudden, even though you have some place where you can put your stuff, that idea of home is gone. 
Sam: I still feel at home in my house. 
Andrew: You'll see when you move out. It just sort of happens one day and it's just gone. And you can never get it back. It's like you get homesick for a place that doesn't exist. I mean, it's like this rite of passage, you know? You won't have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start. It's like a cycle or something. I miss the idea of it. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people who miss the same imaginary place. 

I relate.

These thoughts have been bumping around inside my brain this entire week.  No wonder it's been hard to sleep, right?  But it all comes down to this: I'm doing a lot of heavy learning/thinking/pondering lately.  What I like about it is that the more I do, the more things come into focus. Clarity to banish silly drama.  To quote Jamie from my favorite soundtrack: "I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm FINE!" 

Really.