So I'm back from the blizzard. I hate United, but we won't get into that. If you have a choice, try to not fly United because they are not the friendliest and most helpful airline out there. (And they wonder why they're going bankrupt...)

The trip didn't turn out exactly how I expected it to, but it was still good nonetheless. It really made me appreciate the people I have in my life right now. Honestly. And in a sense, I'm also relieved that now I know some things for sure, that before I wasn't so confident about before. It's nice knowing now, having answers to questions.

I used to depend upon so many other people. Mainly Him and HIM. But I've come to realize that all along, it wasn't a matter of having trust and faith in other people, but in myself. And I'm okay with that. I'm learning to deal with it.

I don't have any regrets. There's no reason to. I don't believe in fate, but I do believe in love. And I know, if it's really there, if it ever was really there, it will never die. Well, at least that's the lesson I learned this weekend.

All right, time to try and clean up the place before the next trip. (Just to Illinois, nothing fancy.) Crap. I get old this week. *sigh* I guess it could be worst... I could be turning 30 this year! ha ha ha! (yes yes, low blow to someone but I had to.)

It was a good weekend. Honestly, it was. Thank you for making it special and memorable. Thanks for letting me feel happiness and sharing it with you.