Word to your mother

So this Saturday I planned a surprise birthday party for my guy. The entire time I kept wishing my mom was up here. She knows how I do things, and she knows I don’t let other people help me cook. But she’s amazing, and supportive, and let me call her and bounce ideas off of her. Which then reminded me of a favorite moment. 

My mom threw me a Sweet 16 party. She went all out, got a band, yummy food, freaking AMAZING cake! It was incredible. I had such a blast! But that wasn’t the best part. My favorite part of my 16th birthday was laying in my twin bed with my mom talking for a few hours about everything that happened. It didn’t cost anything. It probably cut into valuable sleeping time, but my mom didn’t care. She let me go on and on about how amazing everything was, and how I got 7 hugs from a guy I had a crush on, and how I was certain we were destined to be together (we weren’t). She listened to me say all the same things again and again just running on the adrenaline of an awesome night. She’s always been like that. I can’t tell you the amount of times I would go into her room at 10 pm, and walk out at 1 am. Was she exhausted? Absolutely!  Did she rush me to finish talking about whatever? Nope. 

I remember growing up and always having everything I needed. Most of the time I had things I wanted, too. But, I never went without. I also never went without my mom. She’s always put me before work. She is a single parent that I know worked her butt off, but I never had to wonder when she would be home from work to take care of me.  I don’t know how single mom’s do it. Y’all are freaking rockstars! 

I know some other people that grew up without a dad, and how they wished the had one. I’m sure there are moments I had wished for the same. But I feel like the were very few, and the result of me wanting to get out of doing things that my mom told me to get done. My mom always filled that spot. She was the caregiver, and the disciplinarian. She bought me dresses and tinker bell makeup, and signed me up for soccer and softball. She let me hate her and be a shit. And held me when I realized how lost and afraid I was. My mom has been through a lot in her life, and she’s always tried to make sure none of that ever hit me. She’s amazing, and fierce, and I wouldn’t be half the woman I am without her. I’m so unbelievably proud to be her daughter. I love you, momma! I hope you have an amazing day, and I’ll see you in a few weeks!!!!!!!

They say it’s your birthday

It’s time for a BIRTHDAY POST!!!!!!! 

It’s March 22nd, and that means it’s my Monma’s birthday.  Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to fly down as a surprise this year.  Last year was insanely awesome!  I did get to see her earlier this month when I flew down for a funeral.  I’m glad I got a few days to sort of celebrate.  Anywho! Let’s do this!

Dear Momma,

  You kick ass. You just do. I don’t know many women who can handle a teenage jerk rebelling for days, a full-time job, paying multiple bills, and maintaining some semblance of sanity (I say some because we all know you’re kind of crazy. It’s a ‘fun crazy ‘ though ). You’ve taught me so much throughout my life. Some of which I didn’t listen to  (and probably should have). Some of which hurt at the time. And some of which molded me into who I am today. 

I’m immensely thankful for your mad cooking skills, so is anyone who has had your cooking. I’m thankful for your 4 hour long phone calls letting me vent about my life. I’m thankful for you going with me to midnight movie releases. I’m thankful for you going to concerts with me. I’m thankful for your awesome hugs. But mostly, I’m thankful for your love. You love unconditionally, and you wear your heart on your sleeve. I know you hurt sometimes. I know I’ve been the reason for that hurt sometimes (not lately cause I’m awesome). I know that you’ve powered through and have discovered that friends make the best family. 

I also want to thank you for defending me. Especially this past year, when people that should know better tried to tear me down and drag my faith through the mud. You were there with words of encouragement and polite defense when all I wanted to do was be rude and angry. 

You know my heart,  and are always there for me. I don’t have enough words to say how thankful I am for God giving me the best mom! Thank you for your years of encouragement, honesty, and love. Thank you for being my shoulder to cry on, hands to hold,  friend to tell my ideas to, and strength during the hard times. 

You’re an amazing mom. I love you so much and miss you a lot! I hope you have the best day ever, we will go do something when I’m there this summer! 
Love,

Kelsey(your favorite daughter)

Are you insane like me? been in pain like me?

So, I haven’t posted in forever. I didn’t wanna post or talk about the election. I didn’t want to get into argument’s about the Inauguration. But now that it’s over, I’ve got some words. I didn’t vote for Trump. I didn’t vote for Hilary either. Some would say that a third party, or write in vote are just as bad. If you’d like to say that to my face, be my guest. 

Before I really get into this post, I’d like to make it known that I haven’t unfriended anyone from my social media(I have 365 friends, I should actually edit my list cause I don’t talk to a bunch of you). I believe you all have a right to vote for whomever you chose. Just as I do. I’m well aware that this post may not be everyone’s cup of tea, and honestly I feel that way reading a lot of what is being posted by y’all. And I understand that a bunch of people will unfriend me.This post isn’t going to bash on your beliefs, or choices.  I’m not being a judgmental butthead. I’m posting about how I’m feeling. And by unfriending me, I feel like that makes it seem as though my opinions don’t matter. I don’t plan on saying anything that will offend someone, but you never know what will. I don’t intend to get into arguments about this post, so unless you leave a comment saying how well spoken this post is, or how you agree with what is written, please don’t bother spewing hate. It’ll go ignored by myself. So, here goes…

In my soul, as a woman, I couldn’t vote for Trump. I see these posts about, “Hilary did (insert all the things she’s done that people don’t like), while Trump just said ‘mean things'”. And yeah, Hilary isn’t the best choice .  But a man who is now the President, said that it’s okay to grab a woman by the pussy. THE PUSSY! that’s who will be in office. And yeah,  I’m offended! It’s not unheard of to be offended that someone said it’s okay to grab a woman by the pussy, to take away her right to consent. To just pop some Tic Tacs, and start kissing her cause as a celebrity, your rights mean more than mine. I’m offended for myself, for my mother, for my future children, for sisters, aunts, grandmothers, best friends, all women of the world! I’m offended for the men that I know don’t talk like this. I’m offended that it easy brushed off as ‘locker room’ talk. Now we have a man that wants to abolish free health care, that wants to build a wall, that continuously spews racist and homophobic slurs, and doesn’t think climate change is real is who is now in office. (I’m not saying anything judgemental about it, those are just actual things that have been said)   And now, there are riots. There are people protesting. There are fights on Facebook where everyone can hide behind the safety of their screens. America is becoming divided when we’re at our most vulnerable. Family members arguing with each other. Friendships ending. But the worst of it, in my opinion, is the animosity in the church. My fellow believers calling a bunch of people protesting childish. Saying that the opinions of others don’t matter as much as your own. It hurts my heart so deeply when I read some of these things and it really sick because as believers, you’re giving into the stigma that nonbelievers have towards us. Live your life to be honoring to the Lord. You see people acting like fools? Pray for them. You get ‘fed up with’ all the posts about how frightened people are that Trump is president?  Pray for them! You see a video that has no context buto someone claims it’s of an anti Trump nature, and that makes you mad? What should you do?!?!?! Say it with me now- PRAY FOR THEM! That’s what we are called to do! We’re not called to judge anyone, unless you would like to take that giant log our of your eyes first.

I was told that as a white female ,  I’m the least affected. Unfortunately, that’s not true. You see, anyone with a vagina, or pussy (as the new president said ), will be affected . 

 Because yes, I take birth control .  Do I take it to have hours of crazy sex and live a baby free life? No, actually .  You see, two years ago, in September, I got my period. *if this conversation eeks you out, you don’t need to read* I have always had miserable periods, with cramps that make me want to(and at times actually) throw up and stay curled in bed, emotions that run rampant, and blood that soaks through a tampon and pad within 20 minutes .  All of this for 7 days. So I get my period in September. It goes 7 days. It’s miserable. Whatever. Then I’m done. For 3 days. Because then I start to bleed again. It was like the end of a period blood. Not miserable, but I thought I was finished?! This continues for over a month. It wasn’t until I was looking up reasons (and started panicking ), that I decided to go to get checked out. Here’s where I guess I made another HUGE mistake according to some of you. I went to Planned Parenthood. I was a 24 year old, that had just moved to a new state, was making $100 a week, and had no insurance. I made the best choice I could, with what I had. After the Doctor calmed me down and explained that I didn’t have some horrible form of cancer, we discussed that I have an unbalance of hormones and a lessened version of endometriosis. Which means that part of my uterine lining is growing *plot twist* outside of my uterus! She recommended that I get on some form of birth control, or begin taking various hormones to balance everything out. I decided to go for the cheaper (thank God, free) option, and began birth control. Now that it’s been a few years, my periods have become regular, they don’t last a month, they are still very painful because there’s not a whole lot I can do about my jacked up lining. But I don’t have to miss out on life cause I’m stuck in bed and by the toilet. Do I regret taking birth control? Nope. Do I regret going to Planned Parenthood? Heck no.  They didn’t force me to begin taking birth control. They helped me when I was broke and struggling to understand why my body was betraying me. I was so blessed by them because I was freaking out and certain something horrible was wrong and I needed my mom and they took care of me as though I was family. I got access to health care through them as well. Because while I was trying to figure out how to pay the $97 for tests and fees, they encouraged me to apply and processed my application for insurance. I do understand where a lot of people are coming from though. I do understand that abortion isn’t a form of birth control and that you’re fighting to save the lives of the unborn.  I understand that. But don’t make the people that go into Planned Parenthood feel like horrible people, because they’re not. You don’t know their life. You don’t know why they are there. You don’t have a right to judge. And while we’re on this point…  

My last post had so much about how as a believer we’re not to judge. Yet, somehow, everyone forgets that. Am I thrilled that Trump is the president ? Nope. Am i so psyched that he will take away rhe ACA? Not at all. Am I jazzed that his VP wants to put anyone in the LGBQT community into camps where they will ‘pray the gay away’? Sweet Lord, NO! Will I disrespect those that voted for him? Will I unfriend them on Facebook? Will I drag their names through the mud ? Not one bit. 

Today, millions marched for Women. For freedom. For equality. For the ability to defend what was torn down and beaten during this election. For America. If you would like to educate yourself about what the march was about, go check out the Women’s March website and mission statement. Because, well there’s a lot of disrespect going around.  I see the posts about how ‘We didn’t protest when Obama was in office’………………really? Who asked for his birth certificate? Who had anti Obama rallies that had ‘Hang in there Obama’ slogans with crude drawings and photoshopped pictures of a noose? It’s all screwed up. There will always be discontent. There will always be rallies. Today, my beautiful cousin, marched in Portland because she has beliefs.  

 This was her first time voting.  She chose to stand for the rights of women around the world, because that’s what she felt called to do. That’s how she felt her voice would be heard. And I’m so proud of her. I’m awake at almost 3 in the morning, because I have a voice. This is my freedom. This is how my voice will be heard. I’m proud of myself. With the posts going around online, I see the hate.  I see the ‘grow up’  ‘stop acting like children ‘ posts. And they aren’t as kind as the few quotes I wrote.  I agree, protests should be peaceful. Make your voice heard, but don’t damage property. Sing your fight song, but don’t ask that people ‘rape’ the new first lady.  I encourage my fellow Americans, be proud to fight for your rights, be respectful about fighting for your rights,  but absolutely continue to fight for your rights. Remember to look for the light at the end of this tunnel,  because I can promise you that it is there! Be kind to each other, because not only is that what God calls us to do, but it’s freaking nice people! Look out for each other in the coming years, because I have a feeling there will be lots of hard times. 

This election has opened the eyes of Americans to how much hate there is in the world. I don’t know how the next four years will go. But I won’t wish ill will upon Trump. I won’t hope he fails in running the country. In fact,  I hope he proves us all wrong. I hope he succeeds in growing our world, not dividing it. I pray that he does make a difference.  Because I don’t want to bring a child into the world as it is right now. I don’t want them to see this hatred going on. I don’t even want to see this hatred. For the next four years, pray. Before every post that spews hate towards someone you disagree with, pray.  When you’re feeling like this is as good as it’s gonna get, pray. Live your best life the way that works for you.  Not because someone told you to do it, but because it’s your life. You do you…boo boo 😉 

And for the love of all things holy, please choose to post pictures of cute animals and happy things. I miss those days.

I’m erasing myself from the narrative

Hello everyone! I’m finally back to posting. These last few months have been one adventure after another and I’m ready to tell y’all about it!  

My last post was for Mother’s Day. But I didn’t really post about my life since January. So, I’ll go a month at a time.

February- I have seriously been blessed with a wonderful man whom goes above and beyond to make me happy. For Valentine’s Day (our second one as a couple) I asked to be surprised. He took me to this amazing restaurant where they had a special menu and you just needed to choose between steak or fish (super fancy), and it was so freaking delicious! There was a roasted beet soup that I need to learn to make ASAP. I think that was it for February.

March- March is my mommas birthday month and last year I remember having a small meltdown because I missed her and couldn’t be there to celebrate. This year I was so busy with work the few weeks leading up to her birthday that it was easier to focus on other things and not freak out. But the Tuesday before her birthday, I found out I wasn’t needed for the next Tuesday  (which was her actual birthday ) I had tinkered around with the idea of flying down a few months before, but plane tickets and work were both working against me so I didn’t give any further thought to it. I knew I had to work the weekend before her birthday, but I still thought maybe I could do something.  I brought it up to Sean as we were walking through Walmart, and the plan started to come together…Until  I saw the ticket prices 😮 they were seriously gross. Thankfully, Sean had a bunch of miles saved up, and suddenly the tickets were bought  (did I mention that I have the best boyfriend?) Cue me being deliriously excited and crying (nothing new here), I just needed to figure out how to keep her awake past nine, get a ride, and not scare the crap put of her (if you’ve ever been to my mom’s house you know she lives in the boonies). This is where I need to give a shout out to Terance, Raul, and Laura! Y’all are rockstars and I am so glad you are in my life! Everything came together so perfectly, I was in tears, my mom was in tears, it was the best! I had such a fun time being with her for her special day!!
Unfortunately, March also had a tragedy occur. Sean’s kitty, Penelope, passed away. She was a great cat. She was a punk sometimes, but she was cute and sweet. It was really hard to lose her, I hadn’t realized how attached I had become to her since she came to live with us last summer. She is still insanely missed, but I’m thankful she’s not suffering anymore. It’s always super crappy having to say goodbye. She won’t ever be replaced, and she was so loved. I’m happy I got to know her.

April- April was tough. We immediately started catsitting for some friends, which honestly helped so much!  Coming home to a pet less house was tough for a few days.  Sean got to experience his first concert! He went to see Mewithoutyou and Say Anything up in Seattle with me. The show was so amazing!  The set list for both bands were incredible. It was great to see bands that I’ve been listening to since I was in high school. The shows were so great! I recommend seeing Say Anything live if you ever have the chance!

May- I posted in May for Mother’s Day. But I didn’t mention that I went to see Beyoncé and how freaking amazing it was and kdnsgwldlfkska!!!! Ugh, it’s disgusting how great the show was! Honestly, I wore terrible shoes, got miserable blisters, was cold, it started raining, and I’m fairly certain I got a contact high just by being in the stadium.  But it was so freaking worth all of it! Also, Julia is considering not being my friend because she loves the Queen and is mad I went without her, but I’d do it all again. I still can’t believe I got to experience that!!!!! 

In addition to the great fun in May, my dog Max (whom my mom claims is her own) decided to go on an adventure, by himself. Thankfully, a neighbor found him! But I had a really tough time with not knowing what to do and being too far away to do anything.1

June- Sean and I flew to California on the first to see a few of my kids graduate. I conveniently forgot how hot it gets in the desert. It was murderous!  But it was worth it to see Sam and Jamya graduate. I’m so very proud of those girls and the future they’re planning. I also got lots of mother/daughter time, which was good cause I seriously miss my mom. And…Sean and I got a puppy!!!! She’s so freaking cute and I love her and she’s totally spoile, cause that’s what I do.

Everyone say hello to Harley –

She’s very similar to a cat in personality, she is still getting used to the fact that there are other dogs in the world and I’m her favorite human (based on the fact that I let her sleep in my King sized bed and take up most of the space -__-). 

Also while I was in California, one of my old youth group kids drew up this awesome cupcake tattoo, 

it’s super cute and I’m so psyched with it! Thank you Joel Gray.

And, while on that note, I had made a Facebook post about this tattoo, and some people commented on their opinions of it. And that’s fine. I’m all for people having their own opinions. But if you choose to question my faith while stating your opinion, we’re going to have a problem. I had several family members text/call/message/post with defensive comments on my behalf, and I appreciate them. I appreciate the defending.  But the fact is, there shouldn’t have been anything to defend. 

I’m a believer. I accepted Christ into my life when I was a Sparky in AWANA. Yes, I’ve screwed up. A lot. Yes, I occasionally say bad words. Yes, I think bad things about people.  Yes, I get jealous. Yes, I question things the Lord is doing in my life (even when I know His plan is always greater than mine). Yes. I fail. Daily. Sometimes hourly. BUT that’s the beauty of the Lord’s grace. He loves me, warts and all. He continually refines my life. I will never be perfect in the eyes of the world. But I’m the eyes of Christ I am His. I don’t appreciate being judged.  I will also never judge. That’s not my job. Just like it isn’t anyone else’s. 

I’m certain when I get to Heaven and meet God, there will be some things He’ll want to chat about. And that’s fine. Because it’s between Him and myself.  My walk with the Lord has had some bumps in the road, for sure. But He’s always there keeping me on the right path. I shouldn’t ever have to justify who I am with God, just as others shouldn’t have to justify their walks. I know I don’t fit the perfect ‘cookie cutter’ ideal of a Christian.  But that doesn’t matter. How I live my life, how I praise my God, and how I glorify His Name and His Word does. I was raised to think about what I say before I say it. I was raised to encourage others and treat everyone with respect.  Some cases have been more difficult than others, but I don’t let that change how I treat people. The way I handled the online comments was with respect, and prayer. I want my words to be eloquent and God honoring. I want to make sure I know what I’m talking about when I’m talking about it. I had Bible verses thrown at me during the comments on Facebook, and that’s great that people know those verses. I know some too; …I was going to include a list here. But I stopped to pray about it. The Lord knows my heart. He knows I was being a brat in what I wanted to write. So, I won’t include that.  I will continue to live my life. I will continue to address situations where I’m being attacked. I will continue to pray for those whom hurt and offend me. Because ultimately, we’re all just trying to get through life. I know that everyone is doing life differently, as they absolutely should! But does that mean their way is wrong? No. Not at all. If you don’t understand how someone could like the things they do, wear the things they wear, say the things they say; you should try looking at it from their point of view. 

You may not be wrong in what you said to me. Because that’s what you see coming from your point of view.  Though I’m not wrong in what I said either, because that was from mine.  

I don’t want this post to be taken out of context as an attack, or a rant. I just want the same respect that I’ve given to everyone over my lifetime.  I don’t think that’s too much to ask.
And now we’re all caught up! 

Sean’s Aunt is in town and we’re going adventuring and whatnot this weekend. So I’ll probably be a bit MIA.  And I’m sure there will be comments on this post, or annoyed emails, which is fine. I was also raised to be an independent  woman, and I’ve always enjoyed speaking my mind.  But I do always make sure to not openly offend anyone.  I hope by posting this,  things get cleared up. And if not,  that’s okay.  I’m not too bothered by it. 

On a completely unrelated note, I’m currently obsessed with the Hamilton musical! Honestly, I think Sean is ready to burn my phone cause I have the soundtrack on repeat consistently. But it’s so good! I need to see it performed. AND there’s a book with the songs, designs, back stories, etc. I need that too (for anyone wanting to know what to get me for any holiday). If you haven’t listened to the soundtrack, you should go do that and let me know what you think! 

If you’d like to send questions, comments, prayer requests, prayers, testimonies, or you just want to chat, please don’t hesitate to get in touch with me.

Have an awesome day! 

Love y’all and miss y’all,

Kelsey H. 

Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com 

Hey momma!

Let’s have a mother’s day post!!!

What better way to bring back the blog?!

So, this year I actually bought my mom a card. Shocking,  I know! I even bought it a few weeks ago so I would be able to send it out and have it arrive in time. But did I remember or have time to do that? Of course not! I fail in the daughter department sometimes. It’s crappy, but whatever!

I love my mom. She knows that.

Unfortunately, we live over 20 hours away from each other, which is difficult, emotionally, on these holidays.  I was so lucky and blessed to be able to surprise her for her birthday back in March,
but I still wish we could be together today.
I remember growing up and seeing father’s day posts from friends, or watching a father and daughter on TV, and thinking it kinda sucked to not be able to do that. To have that relationship with my father. But I always had my mom, she always made that day a regular day for me. And I never realized that at some point I would look on Facebook and get jealous of all the Mother’s day posts. I miss my mom more than anything and I am glad she is still around but I realized that a lot of people don’t get to have this day with their mom for a different reason than almost 2,000 miles.  There are people out there that lost their momma and I know my mom is one of those people.
I know this because today would have been my Grandma’s birthday.  I miss her a lot, but I wasn’t raised by her. I didn’t get the chance to come home from school and talk about my day with her. Or, cry on her shoulder because my heart hurt. I didn’t get to tell her about school assignments, or my hopes and dreams. I didn’t have the same relationship with her that I have with my mom. I know my mom misses her momma because there’s a huge distance between here and heaven. I know she wishes she would be able to pick up the phone and tell her momma about how rockin her granddaughter is (I’m a very humble person). Or, just tell her Happy Mother’s Day one more time.

So, for those of you out there that don’t have your momma with you today.  My heart hurts for you, but I know they’re all up in the sky getting the best Mother’s Day celebration ever. And celebrating my grandma for her birthday!
I was blessed with such an awesome mom, and I know I was a punk when I was younger, and I hurt her heart time and time again. But she was always there. She’s still always there. I hope when I have kids they will be as in awe of me as I am of my mother.
My mom kicks butt.
She’s powerful.
She’s graceful.
She’s smart.
She’s hilarious.
She’s sarcastic.
She’s humble.

She taught me everything I know and has always fought for me and with me against any wall that has blocked my path.
I know that she has put up with a lot of crap from me over the years and I’m so grateful she never walked away. I know there were things that scared her, but she stood by me. I can only hope that you all have a mother as awesome as mine. Or that you are a mother as awesome as mine.

I want to wish all you mothers the happiest of Mother’s Days! You rock,  your strength in the everyday tasks of motherhood amazes me. I hope you’re spoiled and pampered today. Or, if you’re not near your mom, or kiddos, that you can make up for it when you see them next (I get to celebrate my mom in June!).
Love and miss y’all.  I’ll post later this week about what’s been happening in my life!!

All you sinners stand up, sing Hallelujah

I really want to go to a panic! At the disco concert again.

I know it’s been a long while since I’ve posted. And before I left California over a year ago, I said I would continually update everyone. I just wasn’t motivated to post anything, and I had a crazy schedule for several months.  I’ve actually written posts, just didn’t make them public. It was kinda like writing in a diary. It was quite therapeutic. 

Anywho, let’s see…my last post was just a long Q&A cause some people sent in some serious questions that I felt needed responses.  And I had said I would post about my time in CA for the month of June. So, we’ll take this month by month!

JUNE- I planned to go down to CA for a week at the beginning of June, because some of my kids were graduating, and I couldn’t miss that! But, my schedule for work in WA changed and I decided to make it an entire month! Which was fun and interesting.  My trip started with a flight that was supposed to have an hour layover in San Francisco. Unfortunately,  I was on the plane sitting on the tarmac in Seattle for three hours of delay…just a friendly tip, don’t fly United!!! Because I had to work the day of the trip,  I got one of the later flights out. Which means that when we finally got to SF, my connection flight was long gone and there were no other flights that day. It sucked sooooooooooooooooo much! Fortunately, the airline put me up in a hotel and got me a direct flight to my hometown for the next morning. When I got to Palm Springs and walked off the plane, I wanted to die! It had been awhile since I was in such miserable heat! Anyway, I got to go to graduations and have special days with all my girls!! And because I had planned to be there all month, I was super blessed to be able to be the Bible Adventures station leader again! There’s something special about being able to teach children about the Bible, and be silly about it, and see their faces light up with understanding!  Getting high fives and hugs is a pretty awesome benefit too!
I miss California a lot, and I miss all my friends and family, especially my momma!  But when I left, I realized that it’s getting easier to say goodbye. Everyone is growing up, and things are changing. It’s hard to accept sometimes, but I know it’s all for the best.

Now onto JULY- I got into Washington late at night and slept for a few days.  On the 4th of July, I went to a friend’s party and had an awesome time…there were really yummy cookies that I forever want. Fireworks were different from what I’m used to.  But it was a fun experience. 
The job I was coming back for ended up falling through,  which was tough, and resulted in a few days of depression,  but I kicked it and applied everywhere!  Which ended up with a few super strange jobs and me seeking the Lord’s guidance and provision for a few months.

AUGUST- honestly,  I don’t remember a lot happening in August.
Actually!  I broke my phone. I dropped it facedown on asphalt as I was getting out of my car and the screen shattered.  Which left me with my old Droid Razr which was good for a time,  and that time was not in 2015. I ended up getting a galaxy s5, which I love. So yay! And I forgot, I broke the cartilage in my nose.  Which bruised and was gnarly.

SEPTEMBER – still applying everywhere.  Finally got a nanny job two days a week,  and a job as assistant manager at Spirit Halloween! Also,  signed the lease on an apartment in Federal Way!

OCTOBER  – such a busy month! I was working 50-60 hour weeks and moving into a new place! It also seemed like I was getting sick every week, which reminded me why I wasn’t in retail anymore! It was fun though. Despite the fact that I might have complained about being exhausted all the time.  It felt good to be busy.

NOVEMBER – My birthday month!!!! I still had a few more days at Spirit,  and then inventory,  before it closed for the year.  Then my awesome boyfriend threw me a surprise birthday party!  Then a week later we celebrated our one year anniversary.  And a week after that,  my mom came up for Thanksgiving! Which was really fun to cook!  It’s one of my favorite days honestly.  Then I got to go Black Friday shopping and get a bunch of awesome deals! 

DECEMBER – I tend to get in a really bad funk in December.  It’s really hard to shake.  I wrote a post that I never published on here about what I was going through,  and I might put it up one day.  But for now,  it’ll be my therapy.  Anyway,  for Christmas,  I got a few weeks off and Sean and I did a roadtrip to California!  I didn’t really tell very many people I was gonna be down,  so it was fun to just go with the flow of things.  I loved being able to show Sean where I grew up and introduce him to all the other people I love!  I loved being able to have time with my mom and see my pets (I didn’t realize how much I missed my dog until I got to cuddle with him, and struggle snuggle with my cat). We got to make lasagna, which is a Christmas tradition.  And homemade spaghetti and meatballs!
Then we went to Oceanside to visit with my aunt for a day.  And went to check out a comic shop which happens to be across from a pet shop which was a really bad idea to take me to. Unfortunately,  Sean took me there/I refused to leave the mall until I went there. And there were puppies!!!!!! OMG,  THEY WERE SO CUTE AND TINY AND HAD FLOPPY EARS AND LITTLE TAILS AND THEIR SQUISHY FACES FREAKING OMG I NEEDED ONE! !!!!!!! We didn’t get a puppy. Also,  I may have cried…okay,  so I cried a lot.  I was a little overwhelmed by the amount of adorableness that I was surrounded by.  But seriously, they were so tiny!!!
After all that we finally headed back to Washington. Which is not a more pleasant drive with two people. That drive just sucks overall. It’s 20 something hours of road. Bleh. We got back on NYE, went to a few parties and got home and slept for days.  It was great!

JANUARY – this month has been tough cause after spending so much time with my mom I realize how much I miss her. Saying goodbye sucked. But I’ve been back in the swing of things at work and will hopefully get an extra job to help pay bills/keep me busy.

I had a few questions sent to me. But didn’t really want to answer them on here so I messaged the people back with responses since they were more personal in nature than anything.  But here are a few for y’all.

QUESTION #1: WOULD YOU GIVE A HOMELESS PERSON CPR IF THEY WERE DYING?
Yes. Absolutely.  Just because a person is homeless, that doesn’t make them any less human. If someone is dying, regardless of race, age, sex, or wealth, you should do everything you can to save them.

QUESTION #2:  ARE YOU AFRAID OF GROWING OLDER?
No…yes. ..kinda. it’s not so much growing older as I don’t look forward to being old and unable.  Being a caregiver, I’ve seen how it is for the elderly to deteriorate and not be able to do things that were once so easy to do. And that scares me. I want to be able to go places and eat random things, and run around without needing someone to help me. So, I’m not afraid of living and doing everything over the next several years. But I’m afraid of when I won’t be able to keep doing things.

QUESTION #3: WHAT BOOK ARE YOU GOING TO READ NEXT?
My awesome boyfriend bought me the entire Harry Potter series. Unfortunately,  I have not started it, because when I do, no one will see me for a week. But if I work on my self-control, I might be able to time it out lol

QUESTION #4: DO YOU SAVE OLD LETTERS OR THROW THEM AWAY?
I throw most letters away. The only ones I will keep are the ones that have handwritten notes inside of them. Because if you took the time to write something sweet and personal,  i think that’s awesome. Or, if the pre-written note is sweet and makes me cry.

Allllllllllllllllright. That’s all I’ve got for now. If you have any questions,  comments, prayer requests,  testimonies,  or just wanna say hey, you can do so on here or email me at the address below.
Love y’all and super miss y’all!!!

-Kelsey H.
Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com

Let’s talk about…

So I normally do a post about how my life has been going, and then I do a Q&A with questions sent from random strangers, or friends, or my kids. And, though I do have a lot to update y’all on regarding my life. I got a few questions anonymously emailed to me and I decided to dedicate this post to questions only. Though prayer for me to get this job in July are definitely appreciated!!!

Okay, here goes.

QUESTION #1: IS IT OKAY TO HAVE SEX WHEN YOU’RE 14???
The person that emailed this question didn’t state whether they we’re male or female. They also asked me to ‘not use the Bible’ as a reference in my response. But that’s kind of difficult for me. So I’ll give you the response from both a biblical, and a worldly point of view. The answer is no. Biblically, you should wait until marriage to have sex. I’ve had arguments with people about this situation, because if you ask me, I’ll tell you to wait, then you’ll ask if I’m waiting, and I didn’t. My situation was complicated, though. Overall, my response when counseling anyone about having sex before marriage is to ask a simple question. ‘Are you ready to be a parent?’ that’s what it comes down to. Are you ready, at 14, to be a parent? Because that’s the risk you run. Yes, there’s contraception. But what if that fails? Are you ready to spend the rest of your life taking care of another being? Providing food, shelter, clothing, healthcare? Because honestly, even at 24, I’m not ready for that! At 14, are you with a person that you’re willing to share a life with? Every time you have sex, you run the risk of pregnancy, STD’s, and though it sounds silly, but getting your heartbroken. Every time you have sex, that’s a piece of yourself that you’ve shared with someone else. Are you ready for the risk of losing that piece of yourself if your partner decided they wanted to look elsewhere?
So, is it okay to have sex at 14? Following the ways of the world, no. You’re perfectly capable of going through with that. But the age of consent in California is 18. You might be capable of having sex. Basically everyone is. But legally and Biblically, it’s a no-go. If you want to be following God’s plan for your life? I’d recommend that you wait. You’re so special, and God has the perfect person for you! Whether it be the person you’re with now, or someone you don’t meet for several years. That person is out there. And if you’re feeling pressured because of the person you’re with threatening to leave you, or pushing past your boundaries, you need to get out of that relationship. Seriously! If you’re with a person that is pressuring you to agree to have sex, that’s not okay. Get help from an adult that you trust, or even go to the authorities.  That’s dangerous, and you’re better than that. I understand thinking that you’re in love with this person, and wanting to be closer to them than any other person. But you’ve got you’re entire life ahead of you. Honestly, if I was with the guy I had feelings for when I was 14, we’d be living in a trailer in the middle of nowhere…Bleh. I know it’s tough to save yourself. I know you think everyone else is having sex, why shouldn’t you? But I can assure you, you’re not the only person remaining abstinent. If, when you’re 18 and legally able to consent, you decide you’re ready to have sex, remember to stop and think about if you’re ready to be a mommy or daddy.
I’m not gonna say to remain abstinent until marriage. I’m not gonna say to have sex when you can legally consent. But I will say to always use protection. And always remember that if you’re with the person God has prepared for you, you won’t be pressured to wait, it will be the most natural wait ever. Because that person wants to respect and love you like the awesome person you are!!❤❤❤

QUESTION #2: IS IT OK TO LISTEN TO REGULAR MUSIC AS A CHRISTIAN?
I listen to so many different varieties of music. My favorite is punk rock. I love listening to bands that actually know how to play their instruments. A lot of the music I’m listening to ends up with me primarily listening to the beat. Yes, I’m aware that the lyrics aren’t always the best. Sometimes there’s curse words. Sometimes the band is disrespecting authority. I don’t plan to stop listening to these songs. But I also don’t let this music impact my everyday life. I’m not out screaming obscenities about the government. Nor am I sleeping with every person I meet. I’m not doing drugs, and clubbing every weekend. I don’t take the music I listen to literally. I also love listening to worship songs. They tend to make my day significantly better. In response to this question, I would say, if the music you’re listening to is causing your heart to stray, maybe check out some other music. I totally understand not wanting to listen to Christian music, because a lot of it is super cheesy. But there are some really good Christian artists out there. I’d recommend going online and googling Christian artists that are similar to bands you like listening to now. And if you have similar tastes to myself, I’d recommend Thousand Foot Krutch, Family force 5, Disciple, and Skillet. They’re awesome bands that I’ve been blessed to see live, several times !!

QUESTION #3: DO YOU STILL HAVE FEELINGS FOR AN EX?
I don’t. Honestly, when I think about my exes, there are really no great enough memories, that would cut out the bad stuff I went through with them. There was a reason they didn’t work out, and I’m not going to hold on to something that wasn’t meant to be.

QUESTION #4: I CHEATED ON MY BOYFRIEND. SHOULD I TELL HIM?
Yes. I was cheated on, and my ex admitted it to me. I used to wonder, if he hadn’t told me, would we still be together? I most likely, would have found out. And we would have broken up in the end. Cheating sucks, and it’s selfish. I don’t really understand why anyone would do it, but I think it’ll hurt more if your partner found out himself, instead of you admitting you did it. It’s a sucky situation to be in. But in the end, you won’t feel as much guilt, and maybe y’all can work through it!

QUESTION #5: HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT MARRIAGE EQUALITY?
If you didn’t know, This law passed yesterday. I doubt anyone missed it. But I’m not posting this blog post until Monday, because I don’t want to have disagreements on my last day in California.  How do I feel about it? I feel as I do every single day. That’s not actually true. I’m mad. But not how you think I’d be. I’m mad about how my fellow brothers and sisters in Christ are reacting! As a believer, I have been taught to love others as I would want to be loved. And I’ve done that. Do I believe in marriage equality? In a way, yes. I believe if you love someone, you should be allowed to be with them. I saw so many hateful posts yesterday and today. And I’ve heard so many people use horrifyingly derogatory words about something you have no idea about! Using the f** word, is in the same context as using the n***** word. It doesn’t matter if you’re joking, you should NEVER use those words. They’re disrespectful! And it hurts me! I love my boyfriend. But if I happened to have feelings for a female, that’s okay. My faith in God is more important to me, so I’d most likely remain celibate. I spoke with my mom about this yesterday, but we’ve had this conversation before. She loves me, I am her child! If I had feelings for another female, she wouldn’t disown me. She wouldn’t send me to Bible camp and ‘pray the gay’ out of me. That’s ridiculous! She loves me as I am! Gay. Straight. Black. White. Purple. Yellow. Orange.  Whatever! Based on what I’ve seen online, people are acting as though homosexuality means that you’re not a person. That you’re somehow less. And I think that’s total crap! I have family members and good friends that are gay. Does that mean I’m supposed to love them less?? Heck no!! As a Christian, I know what the Bible says. I also know it says to ‘judge not, lest ye be judged’ ( Matthew 7:1)
Overall, this is what I have to say, I don’t support, nor am I against same-sex marriage. I don’t personally care who you love. It grosses me out when anyone makes out in front of me, but I’ve never liked PDA from anyone. I refuse to judge any form of marriage. I saw a friend comment on Facebook that ‘ the government shouldn’t even be involved in marriage’ and I think that’s an awesome point. None of this should have been such a big deal. My question to everyone that is so against this is, why is this such a big deal for you? How does this, in any way, affect you? I’m pretty sure the answer is, it doesn’t. So leave it alone. ‘ Why do you see the speck in your brother’s eye, but fail to see the beam of wood in your own?’ ( Matthew 7:3)
Pray for everyone, because that’s what you’re called to do. Love everyone, because you’re also called to do that. And if you have hate in your heart. The Bible has the same outcome for you as that which you’re fighting so hard against.
I love you all, and I’m sure I’ll be getting angry calls and texts. I encourage readers to send me their opinions to discuss this further. It’s only through conversation and the exchange of ideas that our personal understanding of the world, and how to bring the Lord’s message to it, can grow. But let’s try to keep it Christian and leave the personal attacks at home. And please, out of respect, don’t go “telling on me to my mommy”. She will not tolerate rudeness.

😌😌😌😌😌❤❤💞💞☺☺☺

Alright, so that’s it for my serious Q&A, I still have to do a post about my time in California!! And I’ll do that this coming week!! Love y’all, miss y’all!!!

– Kelsey H.💞💞
Hisfavoritestory@gmail.com

The adventures of motherhood

I was a jerk teenager.
I know most people say they were rebellious and moody when they were teenagers. But I was legitimately a jerk. Looking back and remembering some of the things I did, or words I had said, reminds me that mom’s are equipped to handle a lot!

Today is Mother’s Day! I was sitting in the card aisle at Target, Walgreens, and then RiteAid, and looking at the cards for moms. And they’re fine. But none of them were great. None of them said what I wanted to say. None of them brought you to the verge of happy tears, or made you laugh out loud. None of them were personal enough. I can’t just send a mediocre card to my mom!! That’s insanity! So, now we have a Blog post!

I’m not near my mom today, which kinda sucks. I miss her more than I can explain. I realize that I miss the random things that you don’t really associate with motherhood. Like being able to sit next to her in church and share random inside jokes that are probably not that funny, but to you two, it’s the most hilarious. Or, cracking up about the fact that your mom is slightly addicted to trashy television. Being able to go  ‘grocery shopping’ in your moms pantry and fridge. Having your irrational mood swings be understood by someone. Being able to show your mom how to do things with technology. Like I said, it’s the little things. But there’s a ton of the big things I miss. Going to her house and talking until 2 in the morning. All day movie marathons. Molé and chicken tortilla soup cooking parties.

My mom is my favorite. It’s a known fact that I have a lot of mom’s. There’s my actual mom that’s blood. Then there’s the many that have played a big part in my life. My mom has always been there, even when I was at rock bottom. Even when I was certain I didn’t want to continue living. Even when I pushed her away. As a child of a single mom, I’ve realized that I’ve taken so much for granted. I know it couldn’t have been easy to raise a daughter, work full time, make meals, keep a house, and have any time for yourself. But I’m so grateful you did! You taught me how to be my own person. You taught me how to laugh when I’m hurting. You taught me how to follow my dreams. You taught me how to love selflessly. You taught me how to be a mom. I know when the time comes, and I’m raising my own children, I’ll be such a rockin mom, because I had you as an example. Thank you for never giving up on me, even when you didn’t understand how to help. Thank you for holding me, and letting me wipe my tears and snot on you. Thank you for being my nurse, my therapist, my comedian, my defender, my personal chef, my chauffeur, and my voice of reason. Thank you, Momma.

This last Wednesday I had an amazing interview for this nanny agency up here in Washington. When I did an over the phone interview, I was asked a few questions about my resumé. One of the questions was about working in a church nursery. The guy that owns the company asked if that meant I was a Christian, to which I replied that I was. He then continued to tell me that he and his wife were believers as well!! So then I’m interviewing and filling out paperwork in person and having a wonderful chat with the owner about everything, from my beliefs, to working as a youth leader, and when it’s all done, the owner asks me to tell my mom thank you on behalf of himself. He said ‘ tell her she raised a lovely young woman, with a heart that is absolutely dedicated to the Lord’. I honestly don’t think there’s any better compliment. I truly hope that one day my children will make that phone call to let me know that other people can see the awesome work being done in their lives.

And I wanted to send a huge Thank you and Happy Mother’s Day to all my other moms!! I’ve had some seriously amazing influences over the years, whether it be my amazing aunts keeping me stocked in Barbie’s and love, or my awesome church mom’s keeping me accountable, or my best friends mom’s basically adopting me into their lives, you’ve all been there for me in one way or another through all these years, and I’m thankful that you’ve been put into my life.

I truly wouldn’t be the young woman I am today without you wonderful women in my life!! I hope you all have an amazing day, and that you get super spoiled by your families!!

So wear me like a locket around your throat…

I’ve been having some of the best days of my life!!! Honestly, my life is pretty rockin. Yes, I miss my California humans more than I can explain! But I’ve finally discovered my niche up here, and that makes moving forward so much easier!!

There have been so many things happening from the last post about my life. Which was back in February, after Valentine’s Day.

My boyfriend, Sean 💕 and I, drove down to Oregon, to Pacific University…okay, so he drove, I most likely annoyed with my musical selections. Anyway, we went to see my family, they were visiting my cousins future school. We went to the Tillamook factory, had ice cream, took a stroll around a beach, and took pictures. Then had a delicious dinner at this little Thai place close to the school!! It was awesome to see my family, and have them meet my guy!!

Okay, so that was it for February. Then March came along. Not a lot happened that I can think of…oh! That’s right! I went to Emerald City Comic Con 😎😎 it was interesting…as all comic conventions are. There were tons of people in Cosplay, and it was really cool seeing how committed some of the outfits were (some had awesome details…some did not). Plus, I got to sleep in a super comfy bed at the Westin (I could honestly write odes to this bed. Perhaps a haiku…no, that’s crazy. But you need to understand that this bed was heaven!!), and have a delicious dinner at Il Fornaio, where they have dessert that is also sent from heaven!!! Plus, the next day I got to see a woman that is like my other mother, and have some catch up time!! Also in March, Sean and I did a double date with his friends, and he officially referred to me as his girlfriend!! For you to understand how excited I was, you’d have to be female. Haha. I played it cool in the moment, but inside I was doing the happy, victory dance…y’all know that dance! 💃💃💃 I think that was it for March. Oh, I also had a minor meltdown. It was the night before my mom’s birthday, and that week had been tough. I just missed California, and was really homesick. It all cultivated to one night and after getting dinner, Sean and I went to his apartment, and I felt it happening, I felt the meltdown arriving, and I took the meds that help maintain everything. The only problem was the meds don’t work instantly, you need some time. And if I hid in the bathroom for over ten minutes, that’d be a little creepy. So, I walked out, Sean stopped me in the hall, and I broke. We’re talking full on sobs. That’s right, y’all. I had the ugly cry going. Tears and makeup streaming down my face, snot making bubbles from your nose, sniffles that are not remotely ladylike, and the sad crying sounds. All in front of Sean. What did he do? He hugged me, and held me through all of it. He calmed me. He let me get tears and snot on his shirt:? and he told me it was okay. I’m pretty sure that’s when I absolutely knew how I felt about him. 😌

And that was March!! Now, for April!!!

I’ve had a chance to make some new friends!! Which I super love! But the most important was that Sean wanted me to meet his parents!!!! …those of you that know me, or that I talked with about this know that I was hardcore freaking out! I’ve never met the parents of a guy I dated. I usually already knew the parents before we dated, or it wasn’t an option. Either way, this was the first time for me meeting the parents, and for his parents to meet a girl he was dating! That’s big. No matter how you slice it, it was a big step!! I was invited to Easter dinner, where I would meet his mom, dad, and aunt. Hyperventilating was a big occurrence. The day finally arrived, I looked adorable (seriously, super cute sun dress, cardigan, grey booties). I ended up having a lot of fun. His parents were amazing. His aunt was hilarious. The food was delicious!! When we were leaving, they all gave me rockin hugs. And it felt wonderful. On the drive home, Sean told me they had each told him they liked me at various times during the night!! It was awesome!! All that freaking out was pointless, it always is. I most likely won’t stop. But hey, it makes me the person I am.
The most important part of that night though, was when we went to Sean’s. Because when that happened, we were cuddled on the couch eating candy, and Sean gave me a card. Inside the card was a key to his apartment. It’s my new favorite escape! And with that key he told me the three words every girl longs to hear!!!! He told me he loves me!!!!!!!!!!!  There aren’t really enough exclamation points for describing that moment. I became that over excited girl that you see and wonder what she’s on. I was giggly and bouncy and happy. My heart was slippery, and my tummy was mush. There have been moments over the past few months when I’ve wanted to say those words to him. But I didn’t. Finally, being able to say it and have it said back, is an incredible feeling!! This guy makes me happy. Does he annoy me? Yes. Are there times when I wanna smack him? Heck yes! But the days when he watches a movie he doesn’t want to (Hercules…the Disney version😝), or takes me to get donuts from our favorite place, when he holds my hand and will give me kisses all over my face when I’m sad, or when he texts me good morning and good night. Those are the times that matter. Those are the times when my heart is full. I love those times. I love Sean😘

Okay, so I’m cheesy as Heck, but whatever. It’s my life. It’s my blog post!!

Now, I will move on.

It’s Q&A TIME WITH KELSEY!!!!😍😘😍💓💓💕💕💛❤💙

QUESTION #1: WHO’S YOUR FAVORITE BAND?
The answer is Green Day. It will always be Green Day. They’re seriously the best! They know how to play their instruments. They write lyrics that actually mean something! They are awesome!!

QUESTION #2: WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER?
This is a weird question. My favorite number is 13. I like the superstitions attached to it. I think it’s hilarious. Plus, it was the Jersey number of a guy I used to have a huge crush on…lol teenagers.

QUESTION #3: WHAT’S YOUR FAVORITE FEATURE IN A GUY?
So, I wasn’t sure if this was based on physical, or personality. And I decided to just answer both. My favorite physical feature is…eyes. You can learn a lot from a person based on their eyes. And my favorite personality feature is a guy that can entertain children. Being able to see how a guy treats kids is helpful in seeing how he would treat his own children. 😝

QUESTION #4: WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF A YEAR FROM NOW?
Shout out to Sam for this lovely question. I miss you, dear!!
Okay, a year from now? I’m not sure. I honestly never know where I’ll be, or what I’ll be doing. I’ll most likely still be in Washington. I’m hoping to have a job that’s incredibly awesome, and pays well. And I’m most definitely gonna be happy. Cause it’s mine to design, y’all!!!

QUESTION #5: WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING TO HAVE IN A RELATIONSHIP?
I’m assuming this is a romantic relationship you’re asking about? I think the most important thing is trust. There are lots of things you’ll want, like someone to make you laugh, someone to encourage your weirdness, someone who loves you. But if you don’t trust the person you’re dating, then you have the potential to be hurt beyond repair. And that’s not cool -__-

Alright, that’s it. I will definitely post regularly from this point on!! Keep sending me your questions, prayer requests, testimonies, or just fun messages!!

Love and miss y’all!!!

-Kelsey H. 💕
Hisfavoritestory@Gmail.com

The happiest of days

So this past week has been a little(a lot) hard for me, in terms of me being homesick. I’m fairly certain the main reason is because today is my momma’s birthday, and I couldn’t be there! So, after having a small breakdown last night. And several tears today. I decided to write my mom a birthday letter. I’ll post it here so you can know how rockin she is!!

Dear Momma,
Thank you.
Thank you for holding me when I cry.
Thank you for cleaning up my scraped knees, and random messes.
Thank you for making me laugh when all I can think of is crying.
Thank you for teaching me how to be a woman of God by giving me such wonderful examples!
Thank you for staying awake with me until early hours of the morning because I just needed to talk.
Mom, you rock!
I’m well aware that I was not the best child at times. I know sometimes I hurt you when I was hurting. And you absolutely did not deserve that. You’ve always walked alongside me and helped me figure things out. You’ve shown me and encouraged me to follow through on what’s honoring to God. You put on a brave face when I’m terrified of what the possible outcome will be. And you’ve shown me it’s okay to have bad days, as long as I don’t dwell there.
Mom, you’ve been there for me when I know you were exhausted. You’ve stayed awake with me, just cause I needed to talk through things. You’ve helped heal broken hearts and sat through long hospital visits. I remember being in so much pain, and terrified of what could be wrong with me (kidney stones) and you just held me and got me endless ice packs and barf bags (it was  not a pleasant experience), and pleaded with the nurses to help me.
Over the years I’ve realized that being a mom doesn’t mean just being in charge of a child that you carried. Being a mom means making tough decisions that will sometimes make your kid hate you, but ultimately benefits them. Being a mom means being a nurse, and trying to keep your calm when all you want to do is cry because your baby is not okay. Being a mom means being a therapist, because your kid kid just went through a breakup and while you want to go punch the little jerk that broke their heart, you know just listening and advising against slashing tires is the best solution. Being a mom means being a teacher, and helping your child learn to survive through the easiest and the most difficult of times. Being a mom means being a chef, and putting up with random food phases(tuna salad for a month). Being a mom means being a chauffeur, and putting up with the same CD (Green Day American Idiot) on repeat for months at a time. Being a mom means being a musician, and making up lullabies or altering the ones that are slightly terrifying. Being a mom means being a stylist, or in my case letting me be a stylist. Being a mom means letting me do your hair, even when it ends up with me pulling your hair and pushing hair clips into your scalp. Being a mom means being an advocate, it means you fight for your kid to get the things needed to thrive. Being a mom means sometimes being a dad, this one you’ve had to do a lot. You’ve had to be both the good cop, and the bad cop. You’ve had to work to provide for both of us, sometimes going without because you knew I needed something. I know sometimes it might have been easier to have a father in my life, but I want you to know that I never really needed one. You always took care of me. You always fought for me, even when it was against myself.
Mom, I know you have hard days. I know life hasn’t been the easiest for you. I know I haven’t been the easiest. But I’m so thankful that God gave me you as a mom! I’m thankful that you have always loved me, even when you didn’t like me. You’re a rockstar mom! I’m blessed beyond words because I get to call you mom, and I hope one day I can be as awesome as you!! I love you so much, and hope you had an awesome day. I’ll see you soon!!!

Love you,
Kelsey (your favorite;))