one week.

It's been a week. A very long weird week. Last Tuesday was a terrible, sucky, just completely awful day. That day has been added to my list (it's a short list) of worst days of my life. What also made the day so sad was that I know it just wasn't my worst day -- the day dealt with and probably hurt a lot of people. A couple of my close family members I am assuming they did not like last Tuesday as well. I cried all day and then most of the week.
**side note** I used to cry all the time when I was younger, especially at movies. When I saw Moulin Rouge for the first time... I bawled like the super ugly cry. I was so devastated. I watched that movie all week and I cried every time I watched it.  I stopped crying at everything around the end of high school. Then last August happened and I am back to crying at everything. I have some very good friends. They just listen over and over again and let me cry again and again. **end of side note**
After work on Tuesday my dad picked me up and we went to dinner. It was one of the best talks I have ever had with my dad and that is saying something because I have had a lot of great talks with him. My dad rocks.
My dad gives good/funny advice. I was telling him how Tuesday was the worst day. His response with a laugh was, "Well, it wasn't the worst day -- you will have another day that tops this day and another day after that. They will keep coming." See -- good/funny/TERRIBLE advice. It's good advice cause it's totally true , its funny cause my dad was laughing and he has a good laugh, and terrible cause well it's just not what I wanted to hear. It made me think a lot though. He's totally right , there will be a worse day and look I got through this bad day. Even during that bad day I saw how awesome my friends are and how truly blessed I am to have them. During this week I have good times since then and been happy. I've felt at peace with things I can not control and realized that I also have more control then I think.
This week was long. This year has been long and really hard. I've learned a lot though :) That's the whole point of this thing right?

coco

Here is another funny story about me and my dad. I know my dad does not mean to make me sad or hurt my feelings but we are two very different people. I am very emotional and my dad is very rational. This combination could only lead to funny stories.
I had a sad breakup last year that really ... just rocked my world. Ouch. My dad was in Tempe and was helping me move stuff around in my room. We went to get gelato ps gelto is delish. He was asking me how I had been feeling and I started crying (no surprise). I was saying that I miss him so much and I wonder if he misses me at all. My dad responded with ," He probably doesn't miss you Courtney. Actually... ya I don't think he does -- you probably stressed him out a lot so he has been feeling relieved." I instantly stopped crying and contemplated how right my dad probably was.
Another gem by Regan Effing Stone. I love you daddy :)