Today, I had my first bad day in 49 days, and that amazing boy was there to squeeze my hand and calm me down. I was angry and saying words a Christian girl shouldn't say, but I couldn't help it. I was so tired of getting treated like crud.
Now you are probably wondering...how do you know 49 days ago was your last bad day? Good question! 49 days ago, the man I looked up to and adored for the last 20 years decided to say some really awful things to my sister and I and walk out of our lives. I hate him more and more everyday. He is my weakness so hating him is better than allowing myself to be okay with what he said that day. The word, "dad," makes me want to throw up. He's no more of a father to me than the hobo on the interstate. He's a greedy man who cares more about women than the people who love him the most. So 49 days ago, I realized that Tyler isn't as much like my dad as I thought.
Tyler would never speak to someone like that for one. Two, that boy has a heart. He loves his family and friends to pieces and everyone can see that. Thirdly, he is man of God. He may not go to church every Sunday, but he is working on bettering himself with Christ. Tyler is there for me when I need him. When I fall, he picks me up. And when I am full-on UGLY crying...he's trying to start a tickle fight so I'll smile. I am so blessed and amazed that this guy walked into my life. I'm not sure why he's stuck around for so long, but I'm beginning to see...it's because he truly wants to be the shoulder I lean on!
the boy that holds my heart :)
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