Life is a gift not a given right.

I posted a while ago how this big move has been pretty hard on me. Everyday I feel it gets a little easier. I am pretty tough when it comes to crying or breaking down and it took two months of living here before I finally lost it.

Lately I have been trying my best to look at the brighter side of being so far from home.
Although I miss my friends and family and sometimes I feel like they forget about me until, my dad calls three times in one day. My little niece gets so excited when I get on the phone with her. My close friend still send random pictures. It usually happens right when I need it the most.

I have noticed being out here that Michael and I are more independent than ever. When we lived close to family it was so easy to run to them for help. It almost got to the point where we got to reliant on them. I know this might sound stupid but it is the truth. This might be the hardest thing I have ever done but it finally feels so good to be independent. To feel that Michael and I are taking care of each other. We appreciate the help we have received from family in the past, but I have never felt better to know that we can make it on our own. We are not completely back on our feet and we do not sleep on 100 dollar bills at night. But I do see the light at the end of the tunnel.

Moving out here has been the most challenging and emotional time in my life. I know we made the right choice coming here and we are stronger and more independent than ever. I know things will continue to get better.

I am starting to see this move as a gift and opportunity rather than a disaster.


I love this quote and I think the picture I took a few months ago at the top of diamond head fits the way I have been feeling lately! On top of the world!!