Well, I hope everyone has had a wonderful Christmas, mine was pretty decent. It came so fast this year it didn't really feel christmas-y (and the Texas weather didn't help much either, haha), but that's okay. spending time with my loved ones made it better.

Speaking of loved ones, my brother is moving out again. Probably for good. He's moving to Arkansas, 5 hours away. Even though he's 20, and can do what he wants, I'm not gonna lie, I'm not ready for him to go yet. Not by far. I guess I just always thought that he'd be here until I graduated from high school and we'd leave home at the same time. Well, that's not happening. He's so excited and happy about moving, but when he reminded me of the day he was leaving, I had to go upstairs where I could cry without any of the family we had downstairs hearing me. I've been trying to forget. This may probably sound silly and mellodramatic and whatnot, but he is my best friend. He may, and has, piss me off to the extreme sometimes, but I always knew I could count on him to be there for me. Anytime I have a problem, all I have to do is knock on his door and we'll sit in our jack-and-jill bathroom talking for hours until he's helped me figure out what plan of action works best for me. I try to be the 3 AM friend, always available if someone needs me.And even though I've got AMAZING friends, they're like my sisters, I can't reach them at just anytime, but if I had a problem at 3AM, my brother was there. Even now, typing this in my kitchen, I'm trying very hard not to cry. So Joe, if you read this before you leave, I just wanted to tell you thank you for being here for me, I love you, I'll miss you like crazy, and you better text or call me every day!!!!!! I may not answer, but I just want to know that you'll be okay. Goodbye Joe,good luck, and God bless.