My parents came down to visit this past weekend. They left tonight. (I am writing as if it were still Sunday. So keep that in mind) It was the first time they came down to school since they brought me the first time in August 2005. Well, that's not completely true, to be fair. My mom and her friend, Wendy, came down last Christmas to pick me up and bring me back home. Then I brought my Jeep back with me. So I suppose my mom came down to visit last year... kinda. Only not a true visit.

It was a very enjoyable time. And no, not because I'm a poor college student and I got nice new things and I got good food for my last few weeks in school. Although, that was a nice added bonus. No, it was sincerely nice to see them. I miss them... a lot during the semester. Yeah, I know. Who would've ever thought that? With the way my parents and I used to fight... and sometimes the way we still do. But I'm growing up and getting slightly more mature as the days go by. And God has been working a lot in my mom's heart the past few years. And my dad and I are finally back to where we were when I was a little girl... before I decided that men were evil, including him.

I love my parents. I really do. So if you ever don't think that I do... just remember that deep down I truly do. We must just be having a bad day. And who doesn't have those?

When they came to visit I realized how much I really do love them. And how much I appreciate them. It makes me sad for going to school so far away. Although, if I went to Calvin I'd be home a lot just to have some "alone time" or to study and definitely to get some good food. And I would be around enough that my parents and I would probably still fight a lot. And it wouldn't be as special when I saw them. So I guess it's a good thing I'm here. But it still makes me sad. It really made me depressed about staying in Lynchburg all summer. Hopefully I'll get a good job that will pay well enough for me not to regret this decision later. And hopefully I'll be able to take at least 2 weeks off to go home at some point. I really miss home.

So I had a great weekend with my parents. I miss them. Two days really isn't enough time to get to say all the things you want to say and see all the things you want to see. We barely had enough time to go shopping and replenish my stocks.

Also, I really really love my boyfriend. I don't ever forget how blessed I am with him, but sometimes I forget how bad it could possibly be. I see other relationships and how they're just holding on by a thread and that thread is nothing good and nothing worth holding on to... and I am so thankful for what God has given me. I don't even know how it happened.

My parents and I were in the entry way to Thomas Road this morning. We were waiting for Matt to arrive before we went in for the service. My parents wanted to experience Jerry's church as they didn't know if they'd ever have the opportunity again. So we're standing there and I'm looking around anxiously for my love to arrive. My mom says that it's like the first time we came to Liberty to visit for CFAW. We were in the lobby of DeMoss and I was waiting to get my room assignment. I couldn't wait to see Matt. He was coming over right after class. I was so nervous. I hadn't seen him since June and we had not parted on good terms. But things had slowly worked themselves out via email and phone calls... and I had once again fallen in love with him. Well, I had never stopped loving him. But I had renewed hope. I didn't know if he would still want me since he was at college with thousands of other college girls around him. But I loved him. And we were finally in teh same state! And we were finally both single! And ... then I turned around and there he was. Better than I remembered him. And he loved me. He really truly loved me.

That was an exceptional weekend. One of the best of my life actually. It's those kinds of moments that I almost wish I had more of. The moments where I've been one place and he's been another for so long. We only have one short weekend or one short day together. But it's incredible. Those are the moments I miss.

But I wouldn't trade today for any number of yesterdays!

I love my parents. I love my boyfriend. God is good.