Hi.
I had celebrated my sweet sixteen, finished up Driver’s Ed, and began experiencing the true excitement of life. A little taste of independence. I wanted to try/do as many new things as I could (as I do every birthday.)
I made a blog.
Hundreds of posts, embarrassing stories, memories, and drama. I’ve taken them all down. I am sorry, but the amount of hours I’d have to spend on editing is more than I can afford or bear. I’m ready to write new things. Tell me you wouldn’t expect me to leave them how they were! I JUST CAN’T, OKAY??
It is sweet, those of you who care so much, we’ll keep those memories for ourselves. At least there we can have proper punctuation. (This does not mean you won’t find typos in the future).
I was sixteen, which is practically a baby, and my stories are just humiliating to me. Every time I scroll through my posts I get flushed. I can’t freely give others that kind of ammunition. Who knows, you might see one pop back in every once in a while. The high school drama is hilarious and so much was captured on this blog.
I have settled it, I’m keeping the blog forever.
I’ve embarked on a new chapter in my life, and it’s been truly wonderful. God blessed me with a dream job that brings me so much happiness and fulfillment. I got my first car, it’s so nice to go places solo. But, what’s even more remarkable is that I have a boyfriend. Yep, you heard it here first. He’s not a dirtbag! You’re NNNNNever going to guessSSSS.
I know you’re all trying to figure out who it is. Just be patient and watch for my next post. 😉 Or find the Easter eggs. hehe
It’s still relatively new to me, and I’ve found that having someone other than my mom genuinely care about my well-being is something I cherish more than I initially imagined. I didn’t know it was possible for someone to care about me so much.
He’s been an unexpected teacher in my life. He’s showing me how to embrace vulnerability in a healthy way, and how to place trust in someone. Proving to me that there are people that deserve that trust. Simple acts of reliability and “effective” communication. I didn’t realize how bad I was. He helps me avoid drama and teenage boys. But beyond these practical things, he’s illuminated what it means to have a heart dedicated to the faith. He’s shown me what it means to be a good friend, even to those who you wish to never see again. His life is a testament of surrendering to a higher power and expressing worship in ways that go beyond mere song. He’s displaying this strange and unwavering confidence in me that I can’t quite fathom to be true.
In many ways, his entire existence serves as a wellspring of inspiration for me, and I hold the utmost respect for him. He’s shattered my preconceived notions about trust and demonstrated that men can indeed keep their word. He’s also helped me confront my own insecurities stemming from my “father issues,” reassuring me that I’m not a broken person, and I don’t have to be.
I’ve shed the anxieties and shyness that once held me back. Even if us being together only spans a few months and won’t lead to marriage. I’ll always love him.
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That’s the news pals.
(Did anyone find the “easter eggs”).
Thanks for keeping up. -Elaina 😛
Elaine Kate 