I've been told that I need to write... let me start by saying, I've never been one who likes being told what to do... unless I want to do it. I'm stubborn like that.  Life never ceases to amaze me. Just when I think I've got it all figured out how it's going to go, I get a twist to my story... sometimes I like it, sometimes I'd like to break something, preferably something that will shatter...

Though life did give me the best birthday gift of my life... mind you, I'm only 24, so I haven't got too much to compare it to. And y'all are probably thinking I got some material item that I've always wanted... but no. My birthday was just another day for me. I haven't really celebrated it in years, this was the first time in three years I didn't have to work on my birthday. Add in the fact that I was sicker than a dog :( never fun. And my football team lost to Baltimore (LAME!). I get this text message out of no where from my daughter's mom asking me to call them (my phone did a swan dive into a cup of milk just after Christmas and I'm using this uber ghetto go phone that I can only text on until I can get a new one) so of course I commandeer a phone and call them... to get the most sweetest happy birthday from my daughter. I never before realized how rewarding it is to be a parent... well, cause until recently, I wasn't one. I get this amazing girl as part of a package deal with my fiance... and I swear the kid is part me... from the looks to the attitude to the cute little stories she tells. But the best part was, "I love so you much!" will the kid is practically crying. How can you not love that?! I'm glad I stuck through my dark days for days when my daughter reminds me just how blessed I am.

Sorry this isn't the whitty inspirational post I wanted it to be... but I wrote something and that is what counts ;)