I wrote a note with this title over on facebook, but it was about a different situation. This week, I am moving into a new apartment, finally moving out of my parents' house almost two years after graduating from college. Next weekend, I am flying to Orlando, FL, to celebrate my birthday by dancing at a fantastic swing dance event: Orlando Lindy Exchange 3. A whole ton of my very favorite people will be there, and I am so excited to be celebrating with them. On top of that, for my actual birthday (Wednesday), I am going out to dinner with my mom and my dear cousin Melanie, who is getting married in August.
It's funny how God works. Last week, I was a bit bummed because it didn't look like I was going to get to go to ORLX. (I know. Some kind of hardship. It was especially a bummer because a trip I had planned to FL for Valentine weekend had been thwarted by the weather. Small potatoes, but I was disappointed.) Flights were expensive, and money is tight because of the move. Well, I ended up being able to find a flight, and then got the truly devastating news that one of my best friends had lost her dad to cancer. The memorial service is the weekend I will be in Orlando so another friend and I are driving up to support Suzy. I am so incredibly grateful to have the opportunity to be there for her and her family. As awful and cliche as it sounds, this turn of events has made me more aware of how quickly life can change and how important it is to make the most of it.
So often, I sit around feeling sorry for myself because I didn't get to take a trip or I am still single (at the ripe old age of 24 - ha!) or people I know are doing so much more exciting things with their lives than I am. Really, I am so blessed, and I really have nothing to complain about. I should be sharing those blessings with everyone I meet.