I have decided as of late that I am what you might consider adorkable. First, I am complete nerd. I love balancing chemistry equations, drawing electron configurations and orbital notations, proofreading papers, playing word games, and reading books on the from and structure of words and their latin roots. Yah, pretty much a geek. Secondly I am a kid at heart. Swings, sandboxes, playing duck duck goose or freeze tag. *sigh* they make me happy. I love to be around kids to. They warm my heart and make me see the good that is in the world. They make me melt...I can still remember the campers that would crawl up in my lap at camp and tell me "You're gonna be a great mom someday" or "I wish you were my mom/teacher". *sigh* So do I. I remember them slipping their hands in mine as we would walk along the lake to breakfast. The night we were up later than usual because somebody was homesick and just needed to sit and be held for a little bit. The "bedtime preparations" that involved a certain cabin of mine attacking me and tickling me until I could barely breathe. Kids are so wonderful and so full of life. I can't wait till the days I have my own children to love, nurture, care for, and watch grow up.
I love to laugh, giggle, chuckle, titter, whatever you call it. Whether that is laughing at myself or a good friend, it matters not. I especially act like a kid when it gets late at night....something about night makes me revert back to my younger years :D.
I love balloons
bubble wrap
homemade birthday cakes
hugs
family
playing ball with dad in the front yard.
late night talks with my sister in our room
stargazing
baking cookies with mom
just talking with mom (she's the greatest mom ever btw....no comparison)
when my older bro slips up and actually shows me I might be a "cool" sister after all
watching my sister grow more gorgeous every day
seeing my parents still hold hands"giggle" that is so great!
but most of all
I love knowing that I have a God who cares about me. Who loves me more than I love anything on this earth, even my family and friends! Who cared enough about me to make a HUGE sacrifice and send His son to die on the cross for my stupid and willful sin. Who is my daddy, who calls me His own, His precious, His daughter, a princess.
Man am I lucky. To have a God like that...boy oh boy.
I love you.....