Day Seven

Today is probably one of the harder days for me, and simply for the fact that I feel ungrateful to different people for having not chosen them. Maybe that is silly, but it is true. Today is someone who has made life worth living. I have been very blessed to have many people whom I love very dearly come and go in my life. I have people who are constantly bettering me, teaching me new things, and helping me to realize how much our Heavenly Father loves us. That is probably cheesy, but I feel that way. So stick it.

But I would be completely wrong if I didn't choose to dedicate this blog to Trent. He is my very very best friend. I have no idea where, who, or what I would be without him. For the past few years he has been a steady constant in my life, and he has never once left my side. It has never mattered the choices I have made, or how destructive I have been to our relationship.

Trent has always been there, pushing me to be better and to see better things. He helped me to realize that I was worth something, when I felt like I was worth nothing. He helped me to see how wrong and abusive a relationship was, to see that I deserved more than just being okay. When I was so angry at the world and everything in it, he constantly showed me reasons to see something good. When I was frustrated with Heavenly Father for not instantly taking a trial away or coming to my rescue, he was there pushing me to go to church, telling me how much I was loved.

He has never given up on me, even when I gave up on myself.

He is there when I get homesick. Or when I am being silly. Or when I just need to sit with someone. He knows every side of me. All of the good and the bad.

But more than that, I love him for who he is. He is super intelligent. He listens. He loves. He understands. He is one of the least judgmental people I know. He somehow sees the good in people, even after I feel like they have taken something a step too far. He genuinely cares, and that is a rare ability. He is funny. He has good taste in music, even if he sometimes sells his soul to a pop whore or two. or three. There are a thousand and one more things I can say about him.  Probably more than that.

I don't know how to accurately put into words how much I love him and how grateful I am for him every single day. Seriously. Trent. I love you. And I hope you know every single day I do.

Here is a little photo montage:

Sometimes we undress penguins in elevators... in Kentucky.

Sometimes we go camping... to get in touch with our inner hippy.

And feel small in a big world.

Sometimes, we go to Disneyland.

Sometimes we are hot.

Sometimes we are not.

Sometimes we are overly excited.

But mostly...

We are awesome beyond all reason.

Trentward, thank you for always being my counterpart, for helping me to be better, and for always always always loving me. I love you. Always.