Well, it's definitely been a LONG time since I've written on here. So much has happened I almost don't have enough time or energy to type it all...
Well, to start, all my previous posts included a boy named Trae. Between then and now, we have broken up and been separated for over a year now. It ended badly due to awful decisions on both ends, but it has been resolved and I am currently still in contact with him. We are still great friends, and we still can talk like we did before anything ever happened, but due to schedules and time zones it gets harder to find time to do so.
About 3 or 4 months after Trae and I separated, I swore I'd never find someone to love ever again unless it was him. Boy was I wrong. I had met a boy named Alequa the year before at the JROTC summer camp called JCLC, and upon returning for my third and final time, I saw him again. We had become friends from the previous year, but we didn't get to talk much the year in between due to busy schedules. But as soon as we pulled into the base, I remembered him and thought about whether he had been able to come back again this year as he wanted. Upon pulling up to the barracks, I looked out the window and I saw him. My heart started racing and I thought I could have strangled the bus driver if I didn't get off the bus soon and say hello! But to make a VERY long story short, I saw him again, and just as tiny sparks were kindled the year before but were buried due to being taken at the time and not willing to cheat on the boyfriend I had, they were reflamed the very next year upon seeing him again. We spent just about every second we could together, and the second to last day before we left, he asked me out. I wasn't sure what the right decision was because long distance relationships didn't work out so well the last times I tried, but an hour away didn't seem so bad. But I asked for time to think, to counsel with my mom, and to pray, and he granted my request with a smile. That very same night I talked with my mom, but in the end she told me it was ultimately my decision whether I should or not, not hers. So I prayed. I prayed hard, and in the morning I asked God again, "What should I do?" And his reply was, "Go for it." I was completely overjoyed, and as soon as breakfast let out, I know it sounds corny and strange, but I walked up to him and told him, "I've decided to take you up on your offer."
And now nearly a year later, I couldn't be happier! I've never loved a boy like this, never with so much surety that even the mere thought of marriage doesn't frighten me or make my heart jump around in my chest. But one thing that really reconfirms this for me is even MY PARENTS and HIS PARENTS are talking about it! And not with and 'if', it's with a 'when'. As is: WHEN you two get married.....This just both shocks yet enthrills me! My parents have never really approved nor liked a boyfriend of mine, and to hear them say something of that magnitude, it just makes me so happy I could cry! I crave their approval, but I know it's ultimately up to me. But on top of that, I feel so accepted into HIS family as well...I already feel adopted by them, as if I'm already a part of their family, and it's just amazing. I've already adopted them into mine, and it only feels natural that they have as well.
This year I also graduated from high school with honors being in the top 10 of my class of 187 students. I feel so incredibly accomplished! But I wouldn't have been able to get through any of this, along with all the distractions along the way, if it wasn't for most importantly God, or my family. My friends are great and have been there for most of the things going on in my life, but there's really not one of them that knows the whole picture. Some of them may know one part, and others know of a different part, but like I said there's no one that knows the whole story from start to finish. No one except God. He's been my best friend when no one was there, and He always kept me going even when my faith was weak and I just felt like giving up over trivial issues. And my family...God bless them...they've been there from square one, and even now are always by my side. We may still fight like cats and dogs over stupid things, and get in one another's faces because our pride gets the best of us, but we will never leave nor forsake each other because we are a family, and family sticks together no matter what. Our love will never die. Never. And that's what keeps this band of misfits together, is our love for God, and our love for each other.
I can't believe it's already as late as it is, but duty calls tomorrow and I must rest to be ready for the next sunrise. May God bless you all, and thank you for taking time out of your precious day to read a silly old update in the life of this silly girl.
~BeAuTiFuL_rOsE
