So, I write alot of drafts, and many of them never see the light of day. But right now I just feel like I need to say how grateful I am. For alot of things.

When I come home, its always tough, usually tougher each time. I’ve only been home for a couple of hours now, which is why I wanted to write this while it’s fresh in my mind. I am so blessed to have gotten away from San Bernardino. Don’t get me wrong, I love San Bernardino, but almost everyone I know there seems to be trapped there. I am so glad I did not get trapped there, that I did not lose ambition, that I did not end up with some dumb girl or some dumb friends. I’m so glateful that I got a chance to move away and see the world, and most importantly, that I got a chance to grow. For that I’m grateful.

I’m so grateful, that after months and months of continually saying to God in frustration, “Can I please just catch a break? Please God, just one?”  that I have seemed to catch every break possible within the last two months. After seeing no plane tickets home for under $125, and having no one to cover for me at work, I was somehow was able to not only get someone to cover my shifts, but I got a ticket home for 38-yes, thirty eight dollars. For that I’m grateful.

When I got to city college, I have to walk the last two blocks. That usually isn’t a problem, but tuesday it was incredibly windy. That usually isn’t too much of a problem, but tuesday I had to carry around not only my poster board, but TJ’s as well since he was gone. By luck, TJ’s car was in the parking garage, and his hide-a-key was easy to find. Since I figured he owed me for lugging his poster board around, I decided to take his car to school, which was 1000 times more convient on a day like this tuesday. It was pure luck that I was able to take TJ’s car. For that I’m grateful.

I am so grateful to have a job that pays well, is fun, and that I’m good at. I’ve had some good and bad experiences serving over the years, and all of those experiences seem to have prepared me perfectly for Bubba Gump’s. For that I’m grateful.

My list could go on and on, but I won’t put you through that. And for that, I’m sure you’re grateful.

I know I am.


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