Easter.

So, it's been a long Thursday.  I've been up since 8am. I've been all over the place, I've talked to so many different people.  I'm wore out.  So I've closed my door.  I've hit the play button on some Adele.  I rummaged through my Easter basket and found some chocolate.
This blog for me is therapeutic.  There is so much I want to do and I think about posting here, but the time for all of that alludes me.  I have some of my favorite blogs that I go to and those people get paid to blog on a daily basis.  Isn't that amazing?  Seriously.
Easter for me was outstanding.  I love that I am only a short drive from home. From my family. It was hard to spend Easter away from my family, and even though the Antonaccis always made me feel comfortable and welcome in their home, it just wasn't the same.
I asked my Mom and Aunt Robin this year while everyone was getting food in the kitchen if they ever looked ahead into their lives and expected to be right here, eating Easter dinner in the same house they were raised in so many years before.  They both just looked at me puzzled... my Mom simply said: "I always knew that we would be here. In this house."
There is something to be said for that insurance police life has given me.  I can always go back home.  I've had a weird life, this is true.  I've been down in some really low lows, and I've witnessed what it's like to be up in the highest of highs.  When I look back on my life I am so proud of what I have accomplished and I am so excited for all of the things that lie ahead.

-Logan

These things will change.

I had a moment the other day.  I was standing in my new RA dorm room on campus at OSU trying to get my worldly posessions sorted out and tucked away into their own little corners.  Then it hit me... it had been a little more than a year since I left Bradley, and here I am.  I've worked my butt off to get my life back on track, and now I am a proud Buckeye.  I'm not far from that degree now.
There have been, of course, some casualties along the way.  Life is a continual process, and I learn more and more about that each and every day.  We all make decisions on a daily basis that may hurt others... sometimes those 'others' are strangers, and; sometimes, those 'others' can be people who hold a special place in our heart.  People who always will hold a special place in our heart.
(I just realized that the title for this blog is a lyric to a Taylor Swift song.  If I was embarrassed I'd change it.  But I'm not embarrassed.)
I've started my first (and last!) Spring quarter at OSU.  (It's my last because OSU will be on Semesters next year.  Haha.)  This quarters classes will be a bit of a challenge... mostly because I'm in 20 credit hours and I typically don't appreciate classes with more than 30 people in them.  All of my classes this quarter have more than 30 people in them.  It's a bit much, and a big departure from the way things worked at Bradley. 
There are several things I want to blog about over the next few weeks, but for this moment I think I'll share a few photographs that I really love in this moment.  I hope you love them, too.

 The most adorable 3 year old ever.

 I chose the wrong photo of her, but I love this one just the same because it shows her true spirit.

 Spring has sprung!  I can't wait to be able to take some really great pictures of my Grandma's flowers. 

I've been so lucky that I've been able to watch Lindsey dance at all of her dance competitions her senior year.  Living in Columbus really does have it's perks.  I get to see my girls pretty often!