Life I guess.

So,

my best friend Kellie is studying abroad in the UK. I am extremely jealous of her. I have been to england once before but I felt I did not enjoy it the way I wanted. I am gracious that I was able to go on such an elaborate trip and I enjoyed every second of it. It was full of history and bus tours to different parts of the country. But Kellie is touring the pubs and river rafting and being a young adult in a far away place. Something is appealing about this to me. I feel as if I will never get there in my younger years. The next few years are jam packed with school and I will be getting the crappy schedules at work. Being the new nurse. I'll be wiping butts for at least a year. I have no problem with this, for if I did, I am wasting a LOT of money.

Anyways, traveling the world was one of my dreams. The fact that she gets to do it and still GO to school is just really beating me up inside. Not to mention my other best friend will be spending the spring semester in AUSTRALIA! I just can't catch a break. I am truly happy for them. They are living life to it's fullest, as am I, just in different ways.

I took this survey on Facebook and it's random questions about people you are friends with. One of my questions was if you were to die tomorrow, what would you do today? I said I would spend my time with the people that mattered most to me. I would empty my bank account, rent out a bar, and just party and scream and laugh and sing and dance with my family and friends.

My uncle left me a comment on how he would be right there next to me, singing his ass off. He has been sober for 16 years, and said he would sit next to me on the day I was dying and drink coffee and eat cake until he was sugar high, and sing his ass off. That is love. That is truly why I would rather spend my time with family then go out somewhere. When it comes down to it, family is what made you the person you are today. My uncle is a strong man. His father was a strong man. And this has left an amazing impression on me because I am a strong woman.

I would never pressure him to drink again because it would kill him. Not the drinking, but the failure. I could never live with myself if I took that pride away from him. He deserves every ounce of it. He has worked for it. He has worked for 16 some odd years.