**please excuse that dramatics that are about to ensue**
last week i wrote the following in a letter to my brother:
"i wish my life could fall perfectly into place. i feel like i'm watching everyone else's universe cradle them into a perfect life.
i can't help but feel mine is out to get me. it's hard to be happy when your heart is crying inside."
then i apologized for my dramatics, told him my article made front page
and gave him spanish tongue twisters.
he replied with some of the best advice i've ever received.
"sister, don't stress, life is hard for a reason. God wants us to better ourselves. how can we improve if we don't have trials in life? something i learn every day on the mission is that we should be grateful for EVERY problem we have in life. this means that God is trying to help us to better ourselves. He is trying to help us progress in life. don't fret. stop feeling insecure. FRONT PAGE! name every one of your blessings and you will see everything you should be grateful for. well, for what it's worth, that's my advice."
it was exactly what i needed to hear.
amazing isn't it?
how family always seems to know just what to say, how to say it
and how to make you feel loved no matter how far they are.
this morning i sent mami a text saying i made front again.
within two minutes i got a call from jamie.
"brissa! that's awesome! remember how in your last letter you said you were watching everyone's lives fall into place and you wished that would happen with you? well, look. what do you want to do with your life? and now you've had two articles on front. see?! you just gotta look at the small things.
well, i gotta go work out now so i can get big muscles. love ya."
oh how i love iron-pumping brownie.
