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I love surprise. I love surprises.

Okay, actually I hate surprises. I like surprises when I find out about them about two minutes prior to the surprise occurring. I don't do patience when it comes to surprises. You know that beautiful, amazing, glorious, make-me-cry-like-a-baby book my husband made me? What I failed to mention was that he taunted me for at least 10 days with "I've found the perfect mothers day present, I just have to figure out how to execute it" or "Your present shipped today" or my favorite " if something gets delivered today you are not allowed to read who it's from". Ugh. I was tortured. Tortured I tell you.

Then my brother. My sweet, amazing, loving, evil brother is up to no good. On Sunday he comes over to hang out. "Oh and sis, by the way, on Tuesday, be ready to go by 4."

"What ready for what at 4?"

"Just be ready by 4."

"But Scott doesn't get home until like 4:30, what am I going to do with Henry? Are we bringing him?"

"Don't worry about it, just be ready. I have everything taken care of."

Long pause while I stew and plot in my head as to what the heck he is up to.

"Okay, ready ready, like hair done, make-up everything? And how cute do I need to be? Like on a scale of 1-10? Should I wear a skirt? Will I feel stupid in a dress?....."

I'm insufferable. I can't even enjoy it. Enjoy the fact that I am overwhelmingly blessed by people who love me. And regardless of what this super-duper-driving-me-mad surprise is, I'm overwhelmed by the love I've felt lately. My husband has been so supportive in some new ventures of mine. Encouraging of giant leaps of faith, that while are mostly my doing, will very much involve him and our family. He's an amazing man who loves me, in spite of all that I am that drives him mad. He supports me and understands me. And I'm married to him. How lucky is that? And then there's my brother. Someone who encourages me to dream and allows all my creativity to boil out like lava. Someone who shares so many of my passions. I have a brother guys. Isn't that awesome? For so long I thought our relationship was doomed. That I would, in so many ways, go about my life as an only child. But God can use everything in life for His good purposes. He loves us, even when we're unlovable. Like Jeff talked about in church on Sunday, God even loves the sinners. He made a very broken thing become an amazing testament of how He truly gives us the desires of our hearts, but in His timing. It's amazing.

So seriously....8.5 hours.....and I'm dying here....more to come!