Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thanks.

On this Thanksgiving I give my Thanks to the wonderful people I have met. The friends that stuck through with me from beginning to end. The ones that heard me cry, laugh, seen me half naked, seen me dance like there's no tommorow, heard me sing my country music, endured my diva-ness, and all of the above. I thank God for providing me with my friends.

I thank God for the bumps in my life that he has given me. Truly, they are a blessing in disguise. Without these life bumps i would have never known what my mind was capable of. I would have never known that there was something more to my life than nursing and that i would be okay without it. I would have never known what it felt like to get a semester off of school ( i felt like a huge bum and i think Ive rested enough for quite some time). I learned that when one door closes, another one opens, and that in life you cant always get what you want. But that's okay, really its okay. I'm a stronger and more logical person now, and this kind of knowledge just doesn't come to you one sunny morning. Its the kind of knowledge that requires you to experience pain and heartache and it then rewards you with knowledge. I see myself with many more options and possibilities. I was made to bring change in this world, to help those in need, or any circumstances. I want to be that change, the light in someone's darkness, the laughter in someone's sadness. I learned that God has my back no matter what, and the world is now an endless gateway of possibilities.

I thank God for my family. My not so normal, out of this world family. My dad who still thinks he's 18 and cracks jokes like there's no tomorrow, who seemed to have finally matured into a man (well at least thats what my mom says). If there's one thing i'm going to apologize in advance for it's for my future boyfriend/husband. You will get picked on by my dad from the moment you step into my house, and if you are not able to handle it and joke back then....adios dude. My family is not your average korean family. For the woman of the house, my mom. She can handle everything and anything that comes her way. Strongest woman i know hands down, and has the most faith in me. I thank her for not being the typical korean mom, her trust in me has lead me this far. The support she has given me through all of this ordeal has been amazing. I'm most thankful for my grammy<3 The love of my life, if i was to ever love a man, i hope i love him like i love my grammy. The sweetest woman i know, most sacrificial, most unselfish, willing to endure pain so that no one else would be troubled by her. I cry everytime i think of my grammy, she is such a beautiful woman and i am so so so so sorry that i was such a horrible baby....always crying and demanding everything to be my way. Through it all, she has loved me ever so much, and for that, i can never repay her. ( i mean lets be real here ppl...how do you endure a cry frekin baby that cries all the damn time?? if i was my grammy i would have hated me....now that i think about it...i was born with my diva ways) haters gon hate.

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