As I drove away from ocean city tonight with tears streaming down my face and what seemed like the drive to hell ahead of me, all I could think of was the idea of driving to the place where I live as I was leaving my home. that feeling eats away like fire through newspaper and I thought my heart would never feel the same. I am always upset leaving Dom and driving back to a place where I feel like my only connection to life is work, but tonight was especially hard. With dom's incredible news and more than likely move hundreds of miles away, the reality hit that this could have been one of my last weekends spending it as a "local" in ocean city. I didn't think I was so attached to the stinky carpet and the constant smell of dudes, but I guess I really did love it and feel welcome into the home. It is amazing how you don't realize the connection to something until you feel it slipping away. With my broken heart and blubbery face, I used my only resources that could help me shake the blues...my sisters. I called jack and she took my mind elsewhere: funny family stories and silly celeb shots. Then, I called Lauren and she made me feel strong. She encouraged me to continue using my strength, happiness and love as my motivation. She told me to stay strong and look from the positive side, not the negative. She reminded me why I do what I do....love. I do what I do, I fight for what I want and I work my ass off for the future I feel like I deserve. Lauren brought me back down to reality by " slapping my cheek" and saying you will be ok, fight through it and remember why you do it. She told me that I am lucky enough to have a weekend of laughter and love. She is absolutely right. This weekend was full of fun, laughs, friends, good food and most importantly love. My tears come from the love I feel every time I visit O.C and the love I have for the people and things there. My life seems tough at times, but I am lucky. I might be one of the luckiest girls in the world...4 incredible sisters, friends that are always there, and a guy that loves me for who I am. What more could a girl ask for?

"People need dreams, there's as much nourishment in them as food."

~ Dorothy Gilman

We'll all get there someday. Sweet dreams my readers...