April 2009 will not go down in history as the BEST! MONTH! EVER! for anyone I know.
April 2009 will go down as one of the most blessed months of my life.
For every horrible thing that knocked me down this month, there was a net already in place to catch me.
You were my net.
When I went in for a painful medical procedure I had a dear friend to hold my hand and tuck my drooling face into bed when it was all over.
That same friend took the moosh in as her own when I flew across the country to be with one of my best friends who lost part of her heart on April 7th.
I received more bad news today about my reproductive future but it’s okay, because I have friends who believe something good is going to come of this.
While Cody is off claiming adverse possession of the Law Library until 2 am, I have my one and only sissy sitting next to me watching ER reruns all night.
Just as I’m about to slip under and succumb to the extreme blergh of the entire month of April, some lady shows up in some form with inappropriate jokes, Canadian candy, professional hugging arms or words of extreme comforting wisdom.
Pardon me, but girls pretty much kick ass.
Today is my birthday. I am 27 years old. Don’t feel much like celebrating, but it is a tradition that you darlings make me a comment cake on my birthday. Layers of comments filled with the best things that happened to you in the month of April.
I know it sucked for a lot of us, but there were bright spots.
And you were mine.