I just want to give you some keys of advice that WILL help you if you take them and run with them. There will be a stage in your life when you won't even believe in God. When you pray, your heart is not open and you aren't even teachable. Open your heart. Ask for comfort. And most of all, don't mistake your trials for God not loving you. Trust in the Lord. Give Him your life. Make good choices and let Him guide you. When life gets so hard you really don't want to go on any longer, just pray. Pour your heart out to the man upstairs. He'll listen.
A few years later, you will be faced with a hard decision. One of those things where you want something completely different the Lord wants for you. And you must choose. Sooner than later. After you choose, you will feel like the Lord has taken away something very special from you...but it's only because He wants to give you something better. And he does. You'll meet the man of your dreams that you didn't think existed. You know that list you've made since you were 12 of what you look for in a future husband? Well, surprise! He exists. There really are gentlemen out there.
The trials don't stop. You will still experience some crazy roller coasters even after you are married. But they will bring you more closer than you could ever imagine and your marriage will only continue to get better and better. Remember to pray with your husband and pray for your husband. Don't give up on being the girl you know you can be. Because each and every day, you will find yourself getting closer and closer to her. And it will definitely help to have a husband helping you every step of the way.
I love going back in time through pictures and looking at my old life. I reminisce a lot...not live in the past, but remember great memories, of course. Every picture and stage in my life allows me to rejoice. Every time I pass an old restaurant, an old street, or something that reminds me of my past, I chuckle a little bit and every single time, without fail, Mr. Schroeder says, "What's funny?" It's not that it's funny. It's that I'm so oober grateful. Like, really really grateful. Every single time I talk about my past on my blog, in my journal, to other people, I truly don't think they understand how blessed I really am. The big man upstairs really was taking care of me. But what if I never swallowed my pride and just did what I wanted? My life would really be miserable....who knows if I would even be here. I was inspired to write a letter to my old self. It really allowed me to see where I am now and rejoice! Oh, how lucky am I.