I didn’t know saying goodbye would be so hard. Today I had to say goodbye to my absolute best friend. She’s been there for me through everything. Whenever I need someone to talk to, she’s always there for me and she tells me when I’m just being stupid. Having her on the other side of the country for the next 4 years is gonna be so hard! I can’t imagine not having her by my side in every class, every day. 

But I know there’s a reason God’s placing her in Oregon and I know she’s going to be doing amazing things there. I couldn’t be prouder of her and what she’s accomplished so far. I don’t know anybody else that’s as driven and has such an amazing work ethic. She tore her ACL but never let that stop her from doing what she loves. She serves everywhere she can and she has the biggest heart of anyone I know. I’m so incredibly grateful that God has placed her in my life but I’m going to miss her so much

I didn’t know saying goodbye would be so hard. Today I had to say goodbye to my absolute best friend. She’s been there for me through everything. Whenever I need someone to talk to, she’s always there for me and she tells me when I’m just being stupid. Having her on the other side of the country for the next 4 years is gonna be so hard! I can’t imagine not having her by my side in every class, every day.

But I know there’s a reason God’s placing her in Oregon and I know she’s going to be doing amazing things there. I couldn’t be prouder of her and what she’s accomplished so far. I don’t know anybody else that’s as driven and has such an amazing work ethic. She tore her ACL but never let that stop her from doing what she loves. She serves everywhere she can and she has the biggest heart of anyone I know. I’m so incredibly grateful that God has placed her in my life but I’m going to miss her so much


Every time I forget how bad my injury is, something happens to remind me of it. Just as I was starting to be happy about being able to walk even if it’s in a boot, I find out that I still can’t do anything until I get my screws out which is in 4 months. That means no jogging, no running, nothing. And I’m going to be limping for at least a few months. I’m also going to have arthritis in my foot and it’ll always hurt.


Well at least the end of my senior year will always be memorable.

I mean prom on crutches, graduation on crutches, and cancelled my summer vacation. I will definitely never forget this


Got my Lokai bracelet yesterday and as cheesy as it sounds it really helps. It’s a constant reminder that sometimes I’m on top of the world and other times i feel like I’m at the bottom, but I have to stay humble and also stay positive. Nothing lasts forever even if it feels like an eternity.


I’m terrified that the day I start walking again my foot will break or I won’t know how. I am terrified for physical therapy and knowing that too much weight or something can break my foot again


I’m tired of hearing people say “I feel so bad for you” or “I hope things get better.” Or even when they ask what happened. What good does saying those things do for me? It doesn’t change the fact that I can’t walk for the next two months. Or that I need a boot for the two months after that. All it does is remind me of my situation. Yes, I know it sucks, thanks for reminding me.

Every time someone asks me if I need help or if they can do anything for me I just want to scream. I hate being helpless. I hate needing people to open door for me or help me around. I want to be in control again.

I hate this. What is the point of this? I know God has a reason for everything but I just don’t get it! This was supposed to be the most amazing time in my life. Now I can’t go on vacation, I have to use crutches at graduation, I spent almost all of prom sitting, and I’ll be spending teen camp in a boot. Why me? Why now? I don’t understand


I’m probably most upset because I’ll be in crutches at prom and graduation. This sucks



I love that our relationship is pretty much the same even after so long and after so much drama


I guess it’s about time to share my testimony. There are things in here which I have always been too scared to share with everyone because I hate admitting my weakness but I know I need to.

Having grown up in a Christian family, I have had the privilege to grow up in the church. I accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as my savior at the age of 7 but have only recently come to understand what that really means. I spent my life simply going through the motions and following in the footsteps of my siblings. I am blessed to be able to say that I am now beginning to understand what it truly means to be a Christian.
In the past church was just somewhere I went on the weekends and I didn’t have a real relationship with God. I knew all of the stories and memorized the bible verses but never did much more than that. I prayed every night, before every meal, and when things were going wrong but that was it. When things were going right I completely forgot about God and put Him on the back burner.
In middle school I thought I was a good Christian because I did everything I was supposed to but I now know I was simply going through the motions. I attended church every week and I even got baptized. On the surface I might have seemed like the “perfect Christian” but I wasn’t. These were the years when I began to fight with my parents. I would constantly argue with my parents and talk back to them. I had almost no respect for them and couldn’t wait to get out of the house. There were even a couple times where I ran out of the house and refused to go home. Whenever we would get into an argument I always felt like nobody understood what I was going through; I felt like there was nobody I could talk to.
My first two years of high school were the hardest years of my life. The arguments with my parents became worse and more frequent. Not only did my relationship with my parents begin to fail, my friendships also began to crumble. I felt as if the whole world had turned on me. Every night I would wonder how I could change myself to be better, to be accepted. I began to curse and do anything that was considered “cool.” There was almost nothing I wouldn’t do to be accepted. I was no longer that innocent little girl with the good morals; I was now the girl who was dying to be accepted.
I was a girl who looked perfectly happy on the outside but was dead and depressed on the inside. I remember contemplating suicide and crying myself to sleep every night. I hated going to church because I felt so alone. I felt as if nobody at church liked me and I hated feeling like an outsider at a church I had grown up in, a church that once felt like a second home to me. I felt as if God had completely abandoned me. I always heard that God was the comforter but at the time I didn’t feel very comforted, especially by the people at church. One Friday night before my parents went to church my mom came into my room and asked me what was wrong because I was crying. I told her what had been going on in my life recently and how I didn’t want to go to church anymore. I had never told anyone how I felt and I felt like a burden was lifted after I told her. The following Sunday a family friend from church gave me a box of chocolates along with a note that read, “Smile! God loves you always no matter what!”
This note, although it didn’t seem like much, is what led me back to God. Throughout those difficult years I felt completely abandoned and lost my faith in God. After reading the note and talking with my parents, I was reminded that God never gives up on anyone no matter what. I began to do devotions again and I would read the bible and pray with my parents every night before bed. My faith in God began to grow stronger and I started to rely on Him when I felt lonely.
Although I never knew why God would make me go through those circumstances, I always heard that God has a reason for everything He does and now I understand that. Those years, although extremely difficult, brought me closer to my parents and to God. If I hadn’t had that experience my relationship with my parents wouldn’t be the same. Although it was a hard couple of years, I now understand why God put me through it. I am now stronger in my faith than every because I know I can rely on Him for everything.
Throughout the years, God has placed numerous people in my life who help me with my faith. Whenever I am feeling down or lost I receive bible verses or text messages from friends telling me that they are praying for me. I know it is God who is working through those people. Every day I earnestly seek after Him and try to be more like Him. I am not perfect nor will I ever be. I stumble in my walk just as much as anyone else but I know He will always help me find my way back. With Him I know I will never be alone no matter what may happen.