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Faith in Humanity

Recently, every time I log into my Facebook account, I see a picture with a depressing story floating around and at the very end of the story, someone does something wonderful and it reads something like, "My faith in humanity is restored." While I do appreciate that people do good deeds and people see the merit in those deeds, I find myself intrigued at the idea of humanity. If there are so many stories about philanthropic people doing wonderful things, why do people believe that there is no "faith in humanity" anymore?

I think that it all comes back to the idea that people only focus on the bad things in life. For example, when people do something wrong, like tell a lie, it seems that their friends and family never forget that lie and look for any excuse to bring that lie back up in future conversations or arguments. However, when they do something nice like give you a ride to school when your car breaks down, they never remember that. See where I'm going with this? (Of course these are just fictional examples, I don't know anyone that this has happened to. We'll just pretend.)

So the same principle applies in this scenario. There are amazing people everywhere you go but they are harder to find because people don't always give them the acknowledgment that they deserve. This is not to say that some people aren't cruel; there are some times when people just down-right suck but all that you have to do is separate yourself from those people and suddenly, when you're away from all of that negativity, your viewpoints start to change.

I surround myself only with people that love me, support me and want what's best for me and I find that I live a pretty amazing life because I focus on the good instead of the bad. Some people are dishonest, shady and sometimes cruel but just because they exist, it doesn't mean that other spectacular people don't; you just have to find them. You don't need to wait for another story to pop up on the internet about how one person restored your "faith in humanity." Don't get me wrong, acknowledge that they did something great but realize that ordinary miracles like that happen every day and hey... it sounds like life to me.

Gettin' Crafty!

Today my sister and I went out to Michaels to do something that we never do... crafts. So we decided to do one of the more popular crafts that was circulating Pinterest, the melting crayon canvas craft! Check out today's adventure!

Silly Kelly :)

I'm definitely going to need something like this in mine and Kris' house. :)

She obviously didn't fit. :)

I'm hard at work melting those crayons!

Kelly's turn!

It may not be the most beautiful thing in the world but we gave it a shot! You can't fault us for trying! Maybe the next craft that we do will be better but I'm still proud of us!

Blog Challenge, Day 31: A Vivid Memory

Woo hoo! I made it to the last day of the blog challenge! I feel so accomplished right now! I really wanted to pick a topic that would be interesting for today, so I figured that since my proposal was pretty unique, I'd go ahead with that one. Everyone loves a good proposal story, right?

So in April/May of 2012, I was in the hospital for 10 days straight and other than my family and Kris, a trip to Disney World that was scheduled for May 8th was the only thing that got me through it. I kept telling my parents, "I need to be out of here by May 8th. I have to go to Disney." Now, of course, there was no guarantee that I'd be out of there by then; the doctors had no idea what was going on with me and why I was experiencing my symptoms. So I could've been in the hospital for months for all I knew.

While I was worried about my health, I figured that if I had something to look forward to, it would make it more bearable. So I was released from the hospital on May 4th and despite my family's warnings, I MADE them take me to Disney World. I figured that if I had gone through the hell that I went through in that hospital (I won't go into detail) then I deserved a vacation, no matter how weak I was.

So Kris, my family and I all set out to Disney World and while I was restricted to what I could and could not do because of my illness, it was still a really amazing time. Now I don't want to get into the specifics about what I was diagnosed with, let's just say that the doctors said that my life was pretty much over and I would have to be taken care of every day for the rest of my life because what I was diagnosed with, had no cure. And for Kris to stay with me, that meant a lot.

So one night while on that vacation, I wasn't feeling well and I wanted to stay in the hotel room. I was watching Pretty Woman with Kris (I'm sorry that I tortured you, honey) and he kept asking if I wanted to go outside and see the sunset. I kept saying no because I felt weak but he kept begging me. Eventually, I got up because he wanted us to go get food from the food court together.

We like to dance and be silly in public, so when we were walking and I felt him tug on my arm, I thought that he was trying to dance with me. So I yelled at him, "I don't want to dance right now!" and I was immediately horrified at my words because I saw him down on one knee, holding a little black box. I was in complete shock as the words, "Baby, will you marry me?" came out of his mouth. I just remember staring at the ring with my mouth open and I actually was so stunned that I forgot to answer him. Kris has bad knees so he snapped me out of it by saying, "Babe, my knees are starting to hurt, do you want to answer me?"

So I said "yes" and he slid the ring on my finger. When I finally realized what just happened, I kept saying to him over and over, "I can't believe that you just did that." The people that worked at the hotel at Disney came to us with buttons that said, "Just engaged" and my father bought us the Mickey and Minnie Mouse wedding ears. I called some of my friends and my grandmother to tell them the good news and Kris and I got a caricature done. Since my favorite princess is Jasmine, we got us on a magic carpet dressed as Aladdin and Jasmine and it is one of my most favorite possessions.

For me to be told that my life was over and then experience such happiness with someone that was willing to stay with me through it all, knowing how sick I was, is the most amazing gift that I could ever have been given. I am extremely blessed and I don't take it for granted. I truly am the luckiest girl in the world, not only to have proven those doctors wrong and cured myself, but to have someone who was with me and supported me the whole time. I am so lucky to now call him my husband. I love you, Kris.