I admit that 9 times out of 10 I take the cynic's side to just about everything. Today, I am claiming momentary reformation. The optimist from within me goes through a constant battle to arise--daily, weekly, annually, bi-annually etc etc etc.
Everyone wants to believe that their own desire is worthy of mention but more than that everyone's secret hope is that their desire will come to fruition. We are afraid it won't happen if we talk about it. I have recently come in combat with this concept.
This is the part where some of my readers will roll their eyes (they'll get over it). The inner diva in me has been longing to go to the beach for some time now--well ever since winter commenced. When I say longing, I am referring to a compelling need really. I am in the middle of my final semester of school and 1. my stress level is high and 2. the realization that I will have to face the real working world is nigh and 3. I. deserve. the. beach!
I used to be a nanny [insert rolls of laughter here]. I was with this family for several years and developed a great relationship with them--they are like family to me. They have planned a family vacation to Orlando, Florida for next week and in a recent conversation the mother jokingly told me it would be great if I could come. My dead-serious-no-joking reply: "I have nothing holding me here, if you are serious I will do what it takes to make that happen."
Good news is: she was serious. I could have shed a tear. My all expense paid vacation will be upon me in 5 days! Moments like these I like to refer to as, "a God thing." When everything works out more perfectly than I ever could have arranged it myself, I know without a shadow of a doubt that there are greater forces at work. Thank you, Jesus!
barf! i am so mad! lol, just kiddin. I am happy you get to get away, just wish I could come in ur luggage!!
ReplyDeleteha ha ha...believe me I would prefer to go with friends....but friends don't pay for all your expenses :-) (unless they win the lottery, which I plan to do someday).
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