Adventure Time

My journey is an adventure.
It's an adventure lead by God and taken with friends.
Let the fun...begin :)
Feast of Champions (Taken with instagram)

Feast of Champions (Taken with instagram)

Obviously my room mate has never used a microwave for cooking. And this is obviously the reason we don’t have ovens in our dorm. Oh how I hope I don’t smell like singed tortillas….

Obviously my room mate has never used a microwave for cooking. And this is obviously the reason we don’t have ovens in our dorm. Oh how I hope I don’t smell like singed tortillas….

Welcome to the holidays!!!!

It’s officially the week of Thanksgiving. The reasons I can tell:

1. NO SCHOOL!!

2. Traffic is ridiculous.

3. There’s a lot of baking going on.

4. Family is visiting.

Last but not least…number 5: My life is starting to get chaotic.

Within the next 4 days (Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday), I will go from one part of the family to another. Lunch with mom’s family and supper with dad’s in the same day, the next two days I’ll eat one meal with my step dad’s dad and one with his mom, and the last day: supper with my step mom’s parents. Busy? Yes. Chaotic? Yes. Stressful? YES. Fun? Not always. This is normal for me though.

Yet who am I to say what is normal? Normalcy to some is not having Thanksgiving lunch or supper at all. To others, it’s having a meal with just their parents and siblings. And to others still, it’s having one meal with both sides of the family attending.

Just once though, I wish I could have the “ideal” Thanksgiving. One where nobody gets stressed. One where bread is still burned, but everyone gets a laugh out of it. One where it is just ONE meal with EVERYONE present, no one is missing.  

Normalcy in my family is not something to ever be attained. It’s just impossible with my situation. Ideal…also something unattainable by my family. But this is life. I’m happy with my family and the additions that have been made to it over the years. It is by no means normal or ideal; it is chaotic, messy, stressed out, crazy, and best of all, loving. With these characteristics to keep things interesting, who needs normal?

Loving these fall colors :)

Loving these fall colors :)

Friendship

Friendship (as defined by my dictionary app) is the state of being friends or friendly.  Being friends (also defined by my dictionary app) is knowing a person well and regarding them with affection and trust. 

Something I have come to realize in my life is I’m truly blessed with these kind of people. Not people who I can “be friendly” with, but people who I can know, trust, and love unconditionally, and at the same time know they will do the same for me.

Friendship-which has been poorly defined by my app-is more than just being friendly with someone. It is sitting up late at night and laughing at YouTube, Failbook, and Failblog. It’s discussing super heroes, star wars, and music. It’s riding down the road, blaring terrible pop music while singing, dancing like spaghetti noodles, and getting strange looks from the cars next to you. It’s ranting over the frustrations of teachers, classes, and “ridiculous” class projects we’re forced to participate in. Friendship is sharing the trivial things on your mind and the secrets you would rather keep to yourself; but, more importantly, friendship is taking the time to listen, truly get to know a person, and appreciating the person they are.

“A man of many companions may come to ruin, but there is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.” - Proverbs 18:24

Friends are people placed in our lives that become our family. They are blessings that help us through our tough times and give us a hope to cling to. I am truly thankful to have been blessed with the ones I have.