Right Place, Right Time

Well, here I am. I am officially blogging, and I am going to jump right into this even though I am not exactly sure what I am doing quite yet. So wish me luck.

Ok, for starters I am currently going to a community college turned state, and am going to school possibly for education.Yes, possibly is the key word here. The school I go to is about twenty minutes down the road and I often hear people say, "Oh community college? That is just like high school." Well, they are so very wrong. High school to me was a time when I cherished my friendships, connected with my teachers, and enjoyed walking down the halls and knowing someone I knew would be there to greet me. Now, on the other hand, I go to school, say a just a few words to a total of maybe three people I have come to know, do my work, and come home. The best part of my school days is my drive home listening to the new playlist I put together the night before. Everyone preaches that college will be the best years of your life, and thus far, I'm not convinced. Some will be quick to judge and say it is because I stayed home rather than moving off to a university, but I disagree. I have no regrets about staying home. I think am lucky I can go to a college this close; I am too close to my mom and rely too much on the comfort of a small town to leave. I do, however, find myself craving the special connection with new people and the excitement of a new, big school. But school is school right? Either way I will hopefully become a teacher who can help students and hopefully become an inspiration in at least one persons' life.

Anyway, enough rambling on and on about my future-I'd rather talk about right now, and right now cold. Finally! And right now you can catch me in bed, sweatpants on, laptop in my lap, and coffee cup in hand. (Where it usually is more than half the time) I am so in awh of God and his thought process of creating winter. I swear to you this man is a genious. I am loving the cold weather and being able to wear my scarves, coats, and boots. I don't know why, but I have always found comfort in the cold months. Maybe it is because I was born in November and that is just how I am programmed. Or maybe because I like the thought of having someone to love during the holidays, and having that same someone be able to wrap his arms around you to keep you warm as you spend you fifth Christmas together? Yeah. I think I will have to go with that last one. And this finally brings me to my favorite subject...love. Yes, that's right I said love. That simple word is a word that is sacrid, incredible, and all around amazing. But love, in its own way, can be cruel. I have been extremly blessed and would even  consider myself lucky, for I have been with the same man for the past five years of my life and have never been more in love. There is a slight twist in our own little love story, however. The highlight of our love story would be that we have a love that can only be decribed in a Nicholas Sparks novel, "I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, every day we were together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours." Yeah, thats good stuff huh? But unfortunately, we have been hit by the enemy of love. Yes, now we're getting to the cruelty part. And if you're scrunching your eyebrows in slight confusion, let me explain. The enemy I am referring to is distance. I have spent the past five years of my life madly in love with a man who lives 1,131.94 miles away from me. Yes, I mapquest. But in all honestly, the cliche, "Distance makes the heart grow fonder," has never been more true with him and I. Thankfully, he lives in my hometown and we get to visit often, but during those long months of being apart can become pure lonliness. I will never be more thankful for the day when I marry him and get to spend every day together. I will never take one look, touch, or an "I love you," for granted. I feel true compassion for those of you who have not yet to find love. But I do have words of comfort for those hopeless romantics out there, it WILL happen. God has had a plan for you and him or her, whoever they may be, from the start. You just have to be in the right place at the right time, so dont give up...But if it were up to me, I'd let the whole world loved. But maybe that's just me.