On Gratitude.

My life is far from perfect.

I am far from perfect.

I mess up.  I don't always shower every day.

Sometimes I rock my jeans for a week straight before I wash em.

 I lie.  I forget to feed my fish.

My eyeliner never looks the same on both eyes.

I lose my phone, keys, purse, etc on a nearly daily basis.

{once even losing my car keys at walmart and having to leave my car there overnight until someone miraculously found them. true story.}

But in all of my lack of perfection, there are always people who want to hang out with me anyway.

People who love me despite my need to constantly correct their improperly spoken movie quotes.

Also despite my constant hair twirling.

People who've held me while I've cried, lent me money when I've been unable to pay my own way, cheered me up with a funny story, or listened when I had something to get off my chest.

For these people, I am grateful.

I am thankful.

I am lucky and blessed.

I am grateful for my momma.  For my sisters, my family.

I am grateful for my home.  Even the floor that's falling apart.

I am grateful for my friends, who always seem to know me better than I think they do.

I am grateful for my blog, and the friends I have come to know through it.

I am thankful to have modern technology.

I am grateful for indoor plumbing. No way am I gonna haul out to an outhouse to do my business.

Also, very thankful for the inventor of the tampon.

Throughout the last year, as I've been planning my upcoming wedding, there has been so much drama and stress, I haven't known how to cope with it at times.  If I had to choose again, I'd have just eloped and saved myself several months of hassle with unpredictable vendors.  But as the day approaches, I am now realizing that I couldn't possibly be happier, or more excited.

Or more grateful for the man who will soon be my husband.

Because he loves me.  Flaws and all.