*takes sigh of releaf*
It's OVER. ITS OVER! And I'm not dead... that's a start.
I know you're all just ITCHING to find out what happened on the most stressful day of forever, so I'll start at 6:54 AM.
I woke around then, and mom got me out of bed around 7. The first thing I did was groan and flick off my window (yes, terrible me... ) because it is SNOWING.... and it WONT STOP! GRRRRR!!! I got dressed and I looked stunning! Only the best, for the church.
I was in a better mood as the day progressed, because church does something amazing to me... just makes me feel so good and happy to be alive.
We got there around 8 and got wired with the little ear microphones... I FELT SO IMPORTANT! Brad prayed with us and gave us the first 6 pages of his sermon so we'd know when to get up. Dude... Pastor Brad ROCKS! "Yeah, I taught my sister how to snort coke..." He's so cool.
We sang some of my favorite songs... which was great because I got to sing them all 3 different times!!! But let me tell you, sitting through 3 services can make you so squirmy and bored... well the first service I was nervous like nothing ever. I was so shaky and could barely look up once. The 2nd service, I had done it before and I got a good response from the congregation. The 3rd time I wanted Brad to shut up so I could go up there and talk! My mom cried, as well as half the congregation, but no tears came from these eyes. It was great.
My darling Hannah was quite right... I do feel better and things are off my chest. Maybe I can finally put this whole ordeal to rest, until I want to find them... but that's a whole different story.
Hugs and Kissies for all of you, and lots of Love too!