Monday, February 24, 2014
Not that I didn't know it before, but this weekend confirmed to me that Heavenly Father's timing isn't always our timing and our timing isn't always His. Just before I moved to Phoenix I remember having a conversation with my mom about dating. I said to her that I wasn't ready for it, that I needed time before I told someone who I cared for about what I have experienced over the past 8 months. Yea, that time was over yesterday. The great thing is that he squeezed my hand even harder when I finally broke down and told him what my sisters were telling me to tell him all week. He just kept shaking his head back and forth saying he couldn't believe all that I've had to go through and now I'm here with him. (And he just sent me a text that said I was cute!) At this point I'm happy for the timing that has placed this great guy in my life at this time in my life. He makes me smile really big, makes my heart skip a beat and makes the perfect 'smores!