So, Bryan, my boyfriend, is the most awesome guy in the world and I love him dearly. He works at a video store, and so sometimes when I am bored, or when he works and I do not that day, I will go and sit with him while he works. And of course, I get to see what movies are coming out when. Well, Freedom Writers came out and I told him that I wanted to see it, but neither of us got around to getting it. And then I started working at Comcast, training and all which is from 8am till 5pm. And Bryan, he mainly works 4pm till 12am. I'm in bed around 8/9pm usually, which is before he gets home, and I'm to work before he gets up. We have hardly been able to see each other this week, which is sad. I love being around him. Well, I woke up this morning and did my routine, and I was sitting at his computer, using the chair to put on my shoes. Well, I saw he brought home some movies and so I riffled through them and sitting there was Freedom Writers, just for me. I blame me being the Overly emotional Pregnant Woman, but it just about brings tears to my eyes. It's the little things like that he does, it just keeps on showing me that yes, this great man really does love me. I never have to worry that he does not, he never let's the little things stop so that I begin toquestion, they just keep on coming.

So yeah, I got to watch Freedom Writers, and I have to say, it is a good movie. It was so moving because I know there are people out there like that. People who witness death and abuse, drugs, whose family does not expect them to ever amount to much. Hell, EVERYONE experience's one of those things. My parents never thought I would amount to much, and they probably still do not. The only thing I can think of right now that they are proud of me about is that I am 21 and having my first child. My mom was 17, my Aunt Kathy was 14. The majority of my aunts where under the age of 18, and here I am 21. That is a feat in and upon itself in my big German family. So yes, this movie was well done, and I highly suggest it to anyone and everyone. There need to be more teachers in the world like Ms. G, who care. I respect teachers like that, but I know I will never be able to be one of them. It is not in my destiny to do that. I'm meant for another purpose. To try and be the mom who does not allow her kids to grow up experiencing a very harsh reality in abuse and such. I will be the best I can be in being a mom, and that will be my job, and I accept that.

But now it is storming outside, and if Bryan is right, it will be a doozy. LOL. I kinda wish Mike an dhis daughter where here. I'm sure they would have fun capturing it on film, being the storm cashers they are.

Ok, so I am done rambling for now. 

Brightest Blessings.
Epona