My Sister- The Word Inventor

Families are funny. It seems sometimes traits and quirks are passed on for generations. My Dad often says words wrong. Very wrong. For example, my Mom had surgery years ago to remove her gallbladder. My Dad asked the doctor, "Are her intesticles going to be OK?" My mom, in a drugged up state, even caught this slip. She said, "KEITH! I don't have testicles!! You mean intestines!?"

I was recently having dinner at my parents house and we were joined by my sister, Holly (28) and my niece, Lilly (3). I told them that my recent ex-boyfriend wanted to get back together. My Mom kind of looked surprised and said, "Really?" My Dad seemed rather un-phased. My Sister had a knowing look and just started nodding. She said, "That's not surprising. Hubbard girls are addictable." My parents and I looked at each other to make sure we all heard the same thing. "Don't you mean, irresistible?" I asked. My mom said, "You mean, addictive?" And my Sister firmly replied, "NO. ADDICTABLE. It's a real word, I made it up."

It's a fine fake word. I think we all know what it means by the context. But I just don't quite understand why she thinks it's a word. I'm not all that sure who actually does make up words, but I do know that it is not Holly (Hubbard) Elam.

But regardless, she's right...just like my Dad was right to be concerned about my Mom's intesticles. We are addictable girls.

Breakin' Up is Hard to Do..ew

For real. I feel like crap about it. I was positive it was the right decision 2 days ago when I did it, but now I'm only 70% sure it was right. Dang it. Part of that is due to missing him. We spent a lot of time together. It's weird not talking to him for even a day. No text. Nothing. And to know that there won't be anymore phone calls, text messages, emails, or seeing him... OUCH. I knew that's what would come with breaking up...but it's a harsh reality. Really harsh. Especially when you love a person...when nothing is terribly wrong with the relationship...when they aren't an a-hole. Him being a great guy makes it hard.

So what do I do? I think the only thing I can do is move along...get going. Trust that it WAS the right decision. Trust that God's voice is what I followed. I must live with what is my current reality...and hold on to the hope that there IS someone better for me still.