Adventure, anyone?

"If you can't be happy where you are, it's a cinch you can't be happy where you ain't." – Charles “Tremendous” Jones

Earlier this month: After several visits with the nurse, followed by several visits with the doctor, and having a TB test as well as blood drawn for other tests, I was recommended to go see a dermatologist. Ugh. All for a slightly bothersome condition called Erythema Nodosum which has cycle of 8 weeks. I don't have: TB, Mono, or Strep, and am not pregnant! I haven't gone to see the dermatologist yet mainly because I haven't heard back from my primary doctor back home yet and now the spots are fading... All that doctor stuff was in addition to my 16 credit hours, work, and other commitments.

So I posted on facebook that I just wanted to go to on an adventure. My dad's cousin David responded, "You are on an adventure, just not a fun one."

He's right.

And as odd as it might sound, his words have encouraged me several times this month.

Especially one particular time this past weekend...

When I wished I could grumble about where I was. When I knew I'd made the mistake. When my head through my neck was pulsing and in pain, and I was not happy where I was or happy with the people with me. When I couldn't express my frustration or displeasure. When in the middle of that unpleasantness my mother text me photos of the sweetest baby girl I know, and I wished so badly I could be there instead playing with her. When I had to suck it up, cowgirl up, and smile. When I wanted to get out of that spot. When I wanted to run until I collapsed.  When I wanted to hide... and all I could do was lean back and let the tears fall... "It's an adventure, just not a fun one."

Life is an adventure.
Thank you God I am not doing it alone.