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I know you've heard it before, because we all have. And we've all said this before as well. What I'm talking about is the phrase, "Today has been a really good day!" (or some sort of arrangement of these words and their synonyms). I mean, you don't normally hear it on Monday or after a 3 hour test; usually these words come about after a really good intramural game, shopping day, date night, and more or a combination of these. When positive things happen in our lives, this usually results in a "really good day."
A couple of weeks ago, one of my roommates and I were talking and she told me that she had been having a "really good day" and I thought to myself, "When was the last time I had a 'really good day?' What exactly does this type of day feel like?" I knew I had experienced such a day before, but it had been a really long time since I had felt like one of my days deserved such a title. I'm not going to lie, I was pretty bummed. Why had my days become mediocre? I'm in college, I live with four of my best friends, I'm a Tri Delt, I'm crazy busy all of the time, I live my life to the fullest and do it all; in my mind, there was no plausible explination for these thoughts. But then, the one person that makes those days "really good days" came back into my life and it all made sense.
This weekend, Luke came to visit me. It had been 4 weeks since we had seen each other and its been a long time since we've spent that much time apart. I was SOOO realy to see him! On Friday he got to Waco around 2pm and we ran errands until it was time to get ready for BRH Formal. We went to formal that night and had a really good time dancing, eating awesome food, and hanging out with friends. Friday was a really good day. Then on Saturday, we got up and went shopping/looking for engagement rings at Zales, James Avery, and Boozers (a local jewelry store known for its engagement rings!). We found a few that we really liked and I was ecstatic!! Don't worry though--we stopped by the game store and the paintball field for Luke:) Then, that afternoon, we rode Luke's bike (yay!) to the Baylor football game, where Baylor kicked A&M's butt 41-21. That night, we rented a movie and hung out at the house with my roommates and their boyfriends/friends. Saturday was a really good day. On Sunday Luke was supposed to leave, but he ended up staying since he didn't have class until 1pm on Monday. We just lounged around all day Sunday, did some homework, and spent time together. Another really good day.
What is it about Luke coming around that makes my days that much more? I love that boy so much and I can't wait to marry him:) Being at Baylor and being in college is awesome and I know that I am blessed to have the opportunity to be here, but Luke is definitely that extra something in my life that makes it all worth while. Our life together is what I strive and work so hard for. I know he feels the same way and that is amazing to me. And I kind of like that my "really good days" come around when Luke does because it makes those days that much more special to me.
Thank you God for Luke and for really good days because I know that it is Your gifts and blessings that make our short time here on earth so wonderful and help us to anticipate the "really good days" ahead when we meet You face to face and get spend enternity with You.
