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Looking Forward

It's so great to see Alicia smile like this. I haven't seen this smile in such a long time! She's come so far and I am so proud of her! "its like a cupcake!" :-)

Losing weight had been one of the hardest challenges I've faced in my little life. I've been stuck in a slight rut because of my ankle. So working out has been so painful. But  I'm pushing through because Im determined to rock my dress that I have to wear for my friends wedding. I've been relying on my brace too much and the doctor said if I keep wearing it and depending on it too much, then Im actually going to make it worse and it could lead to surgery! Urgh! 

Someone asked me " How are you REALLY doing? " 
You know, I had to sit back for a minute and think. I responded with 
" I am actually really happy right now, after all thats been going on...I can honestly tell you that I have never been happier."
I don't know why this is. I should be rolling around in my own misery. I should be bitter, mad and very (very) angry. I should be a sloppy drunk and sleeping for days on end. But I'm not.
 I love when I hear myself laugh and I'm actually starting to like my dimples on my face.
I love that I have real friends. I have true friends. It's taken years to get through the nitty gritty ups and downs of getting to know someone, letting someone in or letting someone go. If you stick it out long enough, the ends results are worth it. 

 Jen and I at Capital
Jim and I at Fred's Cafe 

Corinne and I at Capital
Jim and Corinne, Jen and I (I think we're at Capital...the night got a little hazy after midnight)

Jill came out! Haven't seen her in a couple of years! 
Alicia's arm looks really awkward and Im laughing. :-)
Me, Alicia, Jim and Jill at Fred's Cafe



Capital Bar, Fort Worth


Jen is terrible with direction, so this is what I sent her.... "find us"
She didnt think it was funny.... BUT I DID!!! LOL :)



Froggy Update:
RIP my little friend. 




(Side Note)
Dear American Airlines:
Please get me to Lubbock in one piece because Im terrified. Thanks

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