This Is Why

I know I've said this, at least a million times before, but I really can't get over its truth.

Brady is so good to me. I truly can't believe I have him in my life as mine. I have dated a lot of different guys, and each time, they were "different" than the last guy I had dated. Each one, I can remember telling myself that they were it. That they were the one I wanted to be with, and when I would think about how many years I would have to wait to be with them forever (I know, SUPER fast for me to even have considered that in high school. But I'm a girl, it's what we do) and I always just knew it would be worth the sacrifice and the wait.

I dated one particular boy in high school that I just absolutely brain-washed myself into believing I loved him. That I would marry him. That I would wait 2 years to be with him. I told myself he was absolutely the one for me, and there was no turning back. Obviously God had a different plan in store for me. By far, the hardest breakup I have ever gone through. Looking back, I don't feel pain, ask me 2 years ago? I couldn't make it through the day. I felt lost. Like I had no idea where I was going with my life. I started to see how inconsiderate he was towards me. I started to see how he truly didn't care for who I was, that he was just pretending all along, and I had given every single inch of my heart to him. I didn't think I'd ever see the day, that it'd be put back together. And again, God had something else in mind to help my sweet, tender, shattered heart. And Brady, would be that something else. I've said it many, many times before, but I know Brady came into my life at the time he did for a reason. Would I have loved for him to have come into my life at an earlier time? Why yes of course! Talk about saving my heart from wondering the halls at school for 1.5 months alone. But that was something I had to work through myself, with God by my side. Until he knew I was ready for Brady.

Brady is my best friend. My very best friend. It's the best thing in the world to have him home. I love how caring he is towards me. I seriously hope I can serve him throughout my life, as much as he serves me. He would probably disagree, but he is the sweetest guy I've ever known. Not a selfish bone in his body. I know he will always be there to comfort me, and this past week I have been working really hard to be more involved in his life, such as the games he plays, things he likes, listening when he talks about his mission or shows me a youtube video (they seriously never end.. ;) ha!). I want to be his best friend always.

My point of this post is obviously why Brady is it, but tonight, was just another sweet confirmation, and humbling experience of how truly blessed I am to have him.

I get EXTREMELY frustrated when it comes to math. Math is truly the hardest subject for me, and always has been. If I don't pass my math class this semester, I will literally cry and that's not a lie. Tonight, as I crammed in some homework, and semi-studying, I started to get frustrated with how not easy this was for me. I get migraines really quickly, sometimes I blame them on math (actually, most of the time) but they're linked with that stress for sure. So I stopped and decided to snuggle with Brady, who was patiently waiting on the couch for me to finish. This is totally a girl thing. Assuming guys just know how we feel and when we want something. So I finally just decided to tell him that I just needed a hug, and that was all. Before I bursted into tears over some math problems I can't understand. He hugged me and that was all. He didn't say anything and neither did I. He just hugged me. After-which we talked for a bit, about our crazy plans this weekend. (I swear everyone wants us to be with them this weekend) and then he started to make me laugh by doing silly things or tickling me. I couldn't and still can't tell if he was doing this to distract me, help me or simply just because he wanted to. But it helped me. It helped me not feel stressed, not want to burst into tears, and helped me forget my frustrations.

This is why I love Brady. For his kind, caring heart. Whether he was purposely helping me laugh and smile, or not, he changed my attitude and helped me feel better tonight. He is my sweetheart, and I'm grateful for him. Oh how much I owe to him for all that he has done for me.

This obviously was a longer post than I'd expected it to be, but the words just kept coming and my fingers just kept typing. All I have to say is, my boyfriend is the best boyfriend in the world :) I'm so happy.