Bitter Sweet

I am going home for Easter. I have only informed four people in Texas that I am coming home. I leave Friday to go to DFW airport and I will return to Jacksonville on Monday.

Unexpexted things happen every second of the day. Some of greater importance than others. Nothing can be planned perfectly. When you hit a bump in the road all you can do is hope that you have good schocks. Planning for the unexpected...is that an oxymoron? Roll with the punches...how many people actually like being hit. I have had some unexpected news of late that will drastically change my life. Something of this nature has crossed my path before and it was handled in a way that I did not really approve of. This is definatley not the ideal situation I was hoping for, but it is not an unwelcome thing. I can adapt and I hope if all goes well it will be a good thing.

It is good to know that I have people I can talk to in situations like this. I spoke with Nana and my mom and both of them were very supportive of me and quite helpful. It will feel so good to hug them and let them see how much I love them. I want to give everyone back home a huge hug and tell them all how very important they are to me and how they have helped mold me into the person that I am today.