[Dont mind this photo.. it was taken a year ago. due to lighting were all looking a little pasty!]
I know.. I know.. I'm in my 20's, I'm a little old for this. BUT I love it. I love watching our favorite shows in her big bed. I love laughing with her, I love teasing each other, I love talking about things that are important, and things that aren't. I love the closeness I share with her.
She has always been my best friend, but lately its been more then ever. Helping her and taking care of her has brought us so much closer. I know I say this all the time, but I am blessed. God knew exactly what he was doing. He gave me to the right parents. Ones that love me, and care about me. One that understand me, and have always met me right where I am. My mom has always been able to relate to me. She has NEVER shamed me. Not once. She has never looked down at me, she has only helped to raise me up. She cries right along with me when I am sad, and laughs until were crying when I'm happy.
There are a lot of reason I am happy that I am home... but one of the biggest is her. I'll never-ever regret moving home and having these moments with her! :) She is my rock.Who is yours?