El Verano

      My summer was very interesting! From a teenage girl's perspective, it was full of pointless drama, great tans, and "run away from home" trips. One specific thing that I did this summer was have my first summer fling.

    This was the most interesting part of my summer. This is because I had never put so much effort into a relationship, since I'm usually the type to always like boys, but never be crazy for one. Well he eventually made me crazy, or at least I let him.

    This would be the time where I would explain my romantic summer love that ended with a bouquet of roses, yet it really wasn't much of a happy ending. It didn't end with flowers and most definitely wasn't the happiest of all endings. There were brawls and there were arguments. Where my common sense was at the time, I am still unsure. The relationship, however, did teach me something valuable.

    Eventually, the guy I fell for moved to Orlando with a piece of my adolescent heart. It hurt me that he left with a bad weight on his shoulders, but at least we were feeling the same guilt. The guilt of not apologizing when we had the chance to. Since he left, I realized that no guy is ever good enough for me until God says they are. The more I realized how far away my love was, the more distant we became when he was still here, was the time I became closer to the creator of this world.

    So if someone had asked me if I enjoyed my summer, I'd reply with a "yes". Only because I learned what isn't valued and what is.