Home.Sweet.Home

There's no place like home. So why do I feel like a visitor here? I just made it here for the first time during my Christmas break. Even before I left, I had a off feeling about coming here, but I figure it was just me dreading the drive. Now that I'm here, I feel out of place.
I haven't had an altercation with my mom or Grandma. Nothing bad has happened. I just feel out of place, like a doll that has been replaced on the wrong shelf. Am I at the right dollhouse?

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Fellowship Sunday:
Just got back from going with my mom to her old church here in Atlanta. I haven’t been to church in so long. It was long overdue and I’m glad I did. Elder Franklin, the pastor, said my mom’s appearance made his day and the smile upon her face was priceless. I really intend to go back. Felt good.

In the picture we just got finished fellowshiping some leftover Applebee’s. Haha.

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Attack of the Snuggie! Meet Ms. Daisy. She is an old friend of my mom. It’s my first time seeing her since I was a few months old. Already she has adopted me. She has a big heart. One thing she said is, “Most of your blessings come from strangers.”

I have a feeling my year will be centered around that theme. Foreshadowing much?

New.Year.New.View

After a night of drinking, dancing, and misunderstandings that almost destroyed the newly re-found friendship we had, Mr. N really came through for me.
Since middle school I've had a major fear of throwing up. I use to scare myself sick sometimes fearing what I had for dinner may have been "too old" "too greasy" etc. I would worry so much until my nerves were rattled, stomach clenched, teeth chattered, and I would be a mess. Crazy how mind is over matter.
I had an episode today, the first in years, but Mr. N helped me through it. Something I would have never thought he would have done. He saved me from my own thoughts. He will never know how much I appreciate that. Because a girl rarely finds a hero to save her in a battle with her mind.
It really taught me a lesson in not underestimating people [and overestimating.] Be careful what bridges you may burn, you may need to cross them again one day.