Three months...

It has been three months. Three months ago today, my life changed forever. I will never be the same person I was then. The old Andrea thought that everything happens for a reason, and in the end... everything will be OK. Even while I was in the hospital, I swore that everything would be OK. The new Andrea knows that is crap. Bad things happen to good people everyday, and sometimes everything is not OK in the end. Sometimes the end is horrible, and leaves you wondering what the heck just happened. Either way, we have to pick ourselves up from the ground and walk again. I have learned that God has a plan, and we just have to deal with his plans. We have no control, and the first question I have for him is, "What did we do to deserve that?". Until then, we just have to wait. We have to get out of bed every morning and put one foot in front of the other.

The last few weeks have been good. We have our Christmas tree, and I love the smell of it. I decided to make a wreath last week, and I am very proud of my craftiness. I am not usually very crafty, so when I do make something... it is a big deal. Most of our Christmas shopping is done. I am not nearly as excited for Christmas this year. It definitely isn't going to be how I pictured it months ago.

Joseph starts working his long days at TBS next week. Next week will be a long week, but then he has Christmas break... so that isn't so bad. After the new year, he will be gone most of the time. He will graduate in July, and we should be moving to our new home sometime in the next few months. We have no idea where that will be, but we are hoping the Marine Corps will be nice to us. I would love to go just about anywhere. There are a few places that I might just send Joseph to alone ;) I will be sad to leave Quantico. This area has been home for two and a half years now. I have found that I really like living near the city. I like having Target less than half a mile from my home. I love going to DC and exploring. The base here is really nice, and everything is new. I do hate the traffic, but after awhile you just get use to it. Quantico is definitely a place that I hope we come back to in our travels.

So I leave you with a picture of my wreath, because I am proud of myself...