“AAAH CHOO! God Bless You” is the typical response that one will get when they sneeze right? Well people tell me all the time “you are so blessed” (even when I didn’t sneeze). I believe that everyone is blessed – If you are alive to complain or praise then you are blessed! Am I just so happened to me MORE blessed than most? So it got me thinking from the outside looking in, what makes me so blessed?
A little over ten years ago I thought my life was over! I kept thinking how could this happen to me? Im a good person! I was 16 and pregnant - a junior in high school, part time cashier at McDonalds and most importantly the daughter that could do no wrong. But at least I was in love. I chose to use my heart instead of my head and made a decision that would change my life forever. I was a mom at 17, senior in high school, crew trainer and daughter that better-not-disappoint-anymore. It was definitely no walk in the park either. I was still in love but unfortunately the love was not in return. I was constantly proving myself to everyone – my parents, teachers and friends. My parents expected me to graduate high school on time, so I did with honors. My teachers expected me not to slack in my schoolwork, so I stayed afterschool, took two college courses and joined the yearbook committee. My friends expected me to continue to be the same fun-going and cheerful peer that they grew to love so I continued to do so with a more mature attitude and with the most beautiful baby on my hip to motivate my through this very altering point in my life.
Five years after high school I graduated from college with my undergraduate degree in biology. (Yes I said 5, NOT 4 – Hey, Pre-Med is a difficult major and I took my time to get decent grades!) Contrary to popular belief it was hard to find a job WITH my college degree. I went back to school to get my Masters and began teaching. My beautiful baby evolved to a precocious kid and I was seeing who at the time I thought was Mr. Right. Unfortunately he turned out to be Mr. oh so wrong. I loved Love but Love did not love me back. Just when I was ready to send Love a Dear John letter, Love walked into my life and has not left since. My Love is genuine, open-minded, spiritual, loyal, honest and has an awesome heart. My Love and I are getting married later this year. Ok… Ok so I guess you can say that I’m pretty blessed. Love found me and decided to stick around long after death does us part. So whom might you ask is responsible for my blessing -God? Me? Well God is inside of me so…
Sincerely,
Ms. B
