All My Own
And so marks my first week of freedom (via my friend Brittany and her boyfriend Josh, but details!) and I must say that as much as I love it here, I can’t wait to be in Portland.
This New Year’s weekend was spent with good friends who I won’t be seeing again until my move to Portland in February, among them being Laurie. Saying goodbye to Laurie (for the second time I might add) was a heart breaking thing. The horrible feeling of being incomplete on the drive back up here worked as a fire starter for my want to move, making the flame even larger than it already had been.
That being said, I can’t wait to start looking for a job so I can begin saving up for our apartment. Nothing would make me happier than to be sharing this awesome feeling of freedom that I have right now with Laurie, she is the one person who I can not live without.
This life of mine that I’ve acquired is so comfortable. Despite the ill feelings I’ve harbored for Josh thus far, I am quite normal around him and not tense in the least. I love baby Kairi so much, and he may have been a jackass before, but he’s turning out to be a halfway decent father and I think that makes up for the way he treated Brittany. Or at least it’s a start.
I don’t think I could have picked a better place to spend these next two months than with Britt, Josh and Kairi. Though solo baby duty looms ahead for me, I’m not afraid. It is just another obsticle in my path, and as my brother and I say, I am a Peterson. I can and will survive anything – even when I don’t want to.
The future is a daunting thing, but of unknown variables and what if’s galore, but I’m sure that I can handle whatever is thrown my way with my head held high and my pride in tact. And if I don’t, I at least know I have friends who would help me do whatever I could to come out on top.
This life is all my own and I’m going to enjoy every minute of it the way I want. Adventure is on the horizon, and I can’t wait to grab the bull by the horns and see how long I can ride. (No sexual connotation intended, unless you want one to be there…)
