Blessed

Originally I planned on titling this post after my birthday anthem, "Much Too Young (To Feel This Damn Old)," because really, Garth says it best. Part of me wanted to pay tribute to my Parisian vacation this past weekend and title it "Transportation Hell Part VII," but my better judgement told me that was inappropriate and might suggest that this past weekend was a total disaster when really it was not. So, after further contemplation (because no blog entry is complete without an original, catchy title), I settled on a title that describes the way that I feel right now better than Garth, and that is "Blessed."

This whole weekend is a story of God's grace. The next post that I make will recount the events from Friday September 21, 2007 from 13:13 PM-23:59PM, a day that God continued to provide for me and Alayna amidst a series of rather unfortunate but hilarious events. Our entire trip to Paris continues to speak volumes to me about the grace of God. I feel blessed to experience this weekend with such a patient and loving person who continued to forgive despite my misdirection and at times, poor judgement. And today I am reminded of the blessing of friendship. Thank you to everyone for flooding my inbox with emails, covering my facebook wall with birthday wishes, sending letters and packages, bringing me flowers, cards, and even mentoes and pixi sticks to me today. I have never felt so loved. I am grateful for each one of you. Thank you.

Alayna and I woke up at 4:45 this morning which means that I need to go to bed. There is much to tell about Paris, believe me. Please know that I love you all very much. Thank you again for reminding me of God's grace and His blessings!