Wednesday, July 6, 2011

hope (hp) v. 1. To wish for something with expectation of its fulfillment.

I have an amazing "family".
It just so happens that my best friend's family is my "family".
They take me in and love me just as their own.

Recently life has been crazy to say the least. Just lots of frustrations, let downs and hard situations. My escape from all this junk is their house.
  My "family" makes me genuinely happy for many reasons but the one im going to focus on tonight is a 2 year old bundle of joy. Quinn.



He is not like the other boys in my life
He wont make me feel like i'm not good enough.
He wont make me feel ugly. 
He wont make me cry myself to sleep.

Quinn is my favorite boy. 
When my day has been stressful, annoying and just crummy all around when i see him, it gets immensely better. 
Quinn does not realize this right now, but he has had a very large impact of me.
He is teaching me to enjoy the little things in life. 
To not let the "heat" bother me, but instead to just enjoy the summer time. 
He is just such a gift from God to me. 
Speaking of God, look how cute he is learning how to pray!
I just can not get enough of this little kid. 
God really uses everything for good.
Every time that i find out Quinn is coming to town my heart jumps for joy. 
One day when he is big enough, i hope he can realize that he has taught me so much. 
Shown me so much.
Some might think that a 17 year old learning lessons from a 2 year old is pathetic, but i think its spectacular. 
i think that this little goober is spectacular. 

Thank you God for blessings in disguise. 
Thank you God for giving me my "family"
Thank you God for Hope. 
Thank you God for Quinn. 


i stole all of the photos from Grandpa :) 

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