Scars

I drove to work this morning with a smile on my face. I am so happy. Yes I have someone very dear to me gone now, but that comes with the knowledge that she is in a good place. I am actually excited for both of us. We each have a lot of work to do. I can't imagine how much she is learning right now! I am excited for Cindy and for her opportunity to progress in a new way. For me, I am excited for what exciting things my life holds. I used to think I had my life all figured out. OH HOW NAIVE I WAS! I thought life was a set of destinations, places you checked off like a to-do list. *LAUGHING* What was I expecting? I have always had unreal expectations. Then I worked that down to having expectations. Now, I have NO expectations of situations and people. You know what I want?! I want to be happy and do what Heavenly Father wants me to do. I know that will bring me the most happiness!

Amy xoxo

"Swing Life Away"
by Rise Against

Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move
The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon
Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow

I've got some friends, some that I hardly know
But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world
We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away,
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,
I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

Swing life away [x4]