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Lucky.

Guys, I am so so so so so so so so so lucky.

 Let me just talk about my mommy. My mommy > your mommy. Actually, just kidding 'cause I can't prove that, but you get the point. She's pretty much the greatest and I love her. 

 So, growing up, my mom was never my greatest confidant; we're very different people and that just wasn't how it worked for me, you know? But I always knew that when it was really important, she would ALWAYS know how to help me. And guys, that still holds true. Some crazy unprecedented things are happening to me in my life right now (let's not talk about that right now), things that peers don't really know how to advise me on.

 So today I called up my momma and told her what was going down. Not only did she listen to me, she didn't just give me straight-up advice. She had me think through it with her. And then she gave me advice. Like, sound advice. Really good advice. And, like, advice that I can actually follow comfortably. And advice that I feel really, really at peace about. Advice that I feel is right.

 My mom is level and sensible and organized and loving. She doesn't get angry and upset very easily, she taught me well and she really loves her children and wants us to succeed. 

 Basically, I have the best mom ever. I'm so lucky.

 Also, I went to church today. And I got to take the Sacrament. And we sang Press Forward, Saints at the end, and I started sobbing tears of joy every time we sang "alleluia!" just because I love Jesus so much. And He is so good to me. Because no matter what happens to me or what I choose to do in the hurricane-force winds between Sunday at 1:30 and Sunday at 1:30, every time I arrive full-circle at the doors of the church, a little broken, praying for forgiveness, He gives it to me without a second thought. 

 I love my Savior. I'm so lucky.

 In the end, I suppose you've noticed that it's not really luck. Who could come by blessings like this by luck? I don't think it's possible.

 Guys, I'm not lucky at all. Frankly, I'm pretty sure luck is a lie. I am just blessed. I am never not blessed. From day one, my Savior has never for a moment stopped blessing me, and I love Him.

 And in the end, life is beautiful, God is good and I am blessed. <3
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