Is it odd that I’m sitting in a sweater, wearing a sweatshirt, and sipping butterfinger hot chocolate that my gran got me, and alternating that with cranberry juice— while listening to Christmas music. I’m in the spirit. I’m so ready for that time of year, because that means the school stuff I’m dealing with is about over, AND the fact that it’s my very favorite time of the season helps a lot!
This year I’m truly hoping for a miracle. I want everyone who reads this post to say a little prayer for my dad, who’s having a little difficulty dealing with some things. He is really falling back down into the depression, and with everything I have I want him to be better. I want him to love life, and the people who are in it. Throughout a lot my parents have been my rock, and I’m desperately trying to be his. I just need to know the way. I know one way or another I’ll find it, and bring him back to where he needs to be, my dad once said the reason he was gifted with Stori and I were because we were going to do something great, and I believe him. My greatness will come when my dad is better and back to loving life…….because, isn’t that what it’s all about?