One day at a time...

Summer is kicking off. Bonfires, beach volleyball, graduation parties, and late nights...

Today was Abby's birthday, so a bunch of us girls surprized her by showing up at her house with a party (we asked her parents first). We brought fruit pizza, cookies, chips & dip, pop, a little alcohol, balloons, a movie, a dance party mix, birthday hats, you name it. It was a fun night with the girls, but recently stuff like that hasn't made me as excited as it usually does. I think part of the reason was that tonight we watched Napoleon Dynamite, which I saw last week for the first time. Before I saw it that day, I thought it'd be dumb...but after watching it with two guys who were really into it, I thought it was hilarious. It was my idea to rent that flick for Abby's party, and I didn't think that it would bring back memories from Wednesday, but it did. Maybe I should stop being vague... I watched the movie with Jason and my bro Brian last week. Jason and I broke up, and it has been a hard few days since then.

It's not like I lie around all day crying or anything... To the casual observer, I'm just the same old Libby. But a general feeling of sadness is draped over my life. I try to be normal by acting normal. I smile and laugh and play it cool, but the pain still lingers inside. Tonight when I got back from the par-tay I even blasted FIF in my car while shooting some hoops under the stars. Normally, that'd be an amazing ending to an amazing night... But even the fabulous combination of sports, FIF, and stars didn't succeed at boosting my spirits tonight.

But, man, there is hope. Jesus is all that I need, and He will use times like these to draw me nearer to Himself. So... May the name of the LORD be praised. Gotta' keep looking to Him for strength and comfort. Peace out y'all.

~me

Song of the day: "Prince of Peace (You are Holy)"