mis padres.

so i've reached that time of life where a lot of my friends are getting married or are in serious relationships.

and thus, i've found that so many of their blog posts are dedicated to "how wonderful their husbands/boyfriends/lovers are"...

not to discredit this (i'm sure i'll do the same when i get married), but currently, i probably have closer to the mentality of a third grader, not a fifteenth-grader.

what i'm trying to say is, that i'm reallly attached to my parents.

especially lately, as they've helped nurse me back to health and have helped me through some recent challenges.

i really think that my parents are the best parents for me and my brothers.

they both flew to utah at separate times to take care of me after my tonsillectomy, and they put up with all of my silent whining and four a.m. pain med schedules.

they watched lots of crazy movies and shows with me to distract me from the pain, bought me whatever soft/liquid food i was craving at the moment, and were always so encouraging and supportive.

i feel so lucky to have them as my best friends.

i don't know where i'd be without such great padres.