A Perfect Day

Yesterday I was out with John (the most wonderful person I know...and my boyfriend) basically all day. We spent our time with his family mainly. The day started with him dressing up as the Easter bunny for his church and making a lot of little kids really happy. I went to help him out and to spend time with his baby brother. It was so fun to watch him with all the children that were there since he's so good with kids. They loved it. It sounds weird, but I was so proud to be his girlfriend right then...well, I'm always proud to be his girlfriend. After "Breakfast with the Easter Bunny", we headed to his house. We spent probably about an hour playing with his baby brother. We had a blast with him playing basketball, "wrestling", making soft pretzels, and just being ourselves with a little 1 (almost 2) year old. When we're around little kids together,  our attitudes just change completely. We don't care about how we look - we just have FUN.
Since John is graduating high school this year and getting his feet washed at Holy Thursday Mass, he needed a new suit. His mom and I took him shopping for one. He wasn't thrilled, but it was fun to take him to do something he normally wouldn't.
Afterwards, we all went to Confession. Next to the Eucharist, I think Confession is the most important Sacrament to me. I'm definitely NOT even close to a perfect person, and I don't pretend to be. But I know that when I walk out of the confessional, I am forgiven for everything I've done wrong. How incredible is that gift? It's mind-blowing. God's Mercy is never-ending and never-failing. To think that such an immensely perfect God could love someone so flawed and forgive me time after time after time is just so beautiful.
We went to dinner, and we were going to go to a movie. This is what I mean when I say that he is truly a wonderful man: we had planned to go and see "The Lorax" (we love going to see fun movies when we're together...I know it's dorky, but I don't care!) but on the way there I started to feel really sick. I've had a lot of stomach problems lately and it's been awful for me, because I'm terrified of throwing up. So, and this is really hard for me to talk about because it shows just how vulnerable I am, but I started crying. (I generally try to be a strong person, but that clearly doesn't always happen.) We ended up not going to a movie, but sitting in his car in the parking lot and just talking about life. I was still upset and felt like I ruined his day by getting sick, and I told him this, but he just put his arm around me and tried to make me feel better. We just stayed together, him taking care of me and trying to make me laugh and forget about how I felt. I have never felt so loved and secure.
I started to feel better and so we drove to a friends house where we were going to meet up with his family again and watch the basketball game.  My best friends were there which was a great surprise. We joked around and laughed together and simply had a wonderful time.

I really like this picture :)

All in all, it was a perfect day. I thank God for all of the relationships He has given me in my life (especially mine and John's), and the wonderful people He has blessed me with, and for the incredible gift of His Mercy and Healing in the Sacrament of Confession.