Well...

I know that I said that I met someone. And I have, and he's wonderful. But, he may take a job in Chicago, and if that happens, well, we both don't know what will happen. We both cried about it, we both hugged and kissed until he had to go home. I guess we will see what happens. I am praying hard for God to keep this happiness in my life. I haven't been this happy in a long long long time. I just really pray that maybe there can be a compromise. Maybe he can find a job here in Georgia and we can still be together. I really don't want to lose the first good thing that I've had in a long time. I'm praying hard, and I pray that he will hear my prayers. I know that I have to leave it up to Him and that everything happens for a reason, but it's still hard to let something so good leave my life. I did tell him how I felt though, and i hope that he realizes that I'm not just saying it to say it.

I kind of already miss him, and I kind of love being around him.

Dare I Say it Again?

So, my wildly successful date has turned into many more successful dates with the same wonderful guy! We are definitely exclusive, but not technically boyfriend/girlfriend. I'm going to call him Beard. (Apparently there is a sort of difference where he feels that it should be asked after a nice dinner or something). Anyway, I am definitely "in LIKE" with him (it is far too soon to say the other L word). He's wonderful and I can't express that enough. His faith makes him admirable, his music makes him hot, his personality makes him awesome. The only thing that I can find wrong is that we live a good 2 hours away from each other. We have made an effort to see each other 2-3 times a week so far, and we talk every night on the phone (for like 3 hours, which is ridic). Nevertheless, I am still on cloud nine, and I am still so thankful to God for everything that he has given me, especially lately. This past month has been wonderful.

I had an interview at Piedmont's nursing school on Tuesday, which I really hope works out. All in all this year is already better than the past 2 have been, and I am so grateful for it. Key West in 6 days and then I get to see this boy that I like again. :)

Dare I Say?

I had a successful date! What?!

So there's a guy, that I met online (which always sounds lame, no matter how many times you say it), and wow. I don't know what it is, but it was wildly successful. He was sweet, funny, sarcastic, and most importantly, held many of the same values that I have. (Oh, and he wants to get married and have babies one day, which is awesome). I have been praying for something wonderful, and maybe this is God's way of being like, "you know, you have been through a lot. Enjoy this date". Even if it was a one time date (which he said he would like to see me again! TEE HEE), I am truly grateful to have had something inspiring and worth knowing that if I never give up, something nice is sure to come around. (NOTE TO SELF: Dear Christa, although you may be on cloud nine now and think that maybe that feeling will pass, keep persuing THAT guy, whoever it may be, because something nice will come to you if you try. It may have taken 2 long years, but you had a successful date.)

I also did a speech successfully, made a 78 on an algebra test (hey, I just want to pass), and thoroughly enjoy my students that I TA. I AM GOING TO KEY WEST FOR SPRING BREAK! I acquired some money through financial aid that I can use to pay bills, which is awesome! Just so many good things are happening. I can only pray that it continues. Thank you God for hearing my prayers always, and I mean that.[Especially for my successful date! :)]

Kenneth Lockwood W.

My grandpa. "Pop-pop".
He was the strongest, straight-faced man I ever met. He did everything and anything for you. He was also a very sweet man when he wasn't putting on the fearless leader face on. He loved Westerns, and was such a modern day cowboy: the John Wayne of Eastport. He loved his Mets and he loved his recliner. I will never forget his random sayings that made everyone laugh so hard that they cried. I won't forget how every morning he would go to the deli up the street and get us bacon, egg and cheese sandwiches in the mornings and how he would fix the pool up for us kids every summer. He was a man of few words, but you could tell that he felt very deeply for his family. He was a great grandfather, a good father to my father, and a wonderful husband to my grandmother. I miss him so much, but I know that God has a perfect place for him in Heaven and I have no doubt that I will see him again one day.
My heart hurts, but he is in peace now, and there is no better place to be than by God's side in Heaven.
Rest in peace my sweet Pop.