Savvy with Abbie

A lot of positive things have happened in the past few weeks and I really don't know where to start. I have been focusing more on relationships - real life, face to face, relationships. I have been focusing less on being on my phone and computer. I have laughed, loved, and had so much fun. Life is so much better when you build and create long-lasting memories. I have learned that girlfriends - or "wifeys", "W4L"s - whatever you want to call them, are mandatory. There are only three months of summer and I'm striving to enjoy every second. Andrea is one of my best friends. We have been able to build an amazing relationship the past few months - from Snapchats, to dancing, to singing, to crazy stalkers, to laughing, to wifey, to the Lady A/Sam Hunt/Hunter Hayes concert, to Target trips, McDonalds trips, love, and being in the same position in life. She is truly someone that I care about so much. Then there are the men. You know they always say that things,

If Valentine's Day was three months ago, I would not have made it. I would have probably cried, been lonely and sad. But since it's been 4 1/2 months since my ex broke up with me, I'm in a much better place than I was a few months ago. In fact, I never thought I would really be at this point. I am not 100% but I am probably 90% when it comes to being alone and being OK with being alone. It doesn't mean that I always want to be alone, but it is nice on Valentine's Day 2015 to just run errands like it's a typical Saturday. I have not gone in a date in a few weeks. Half by choice and the other half because there isn't really anyone I want to spend more time with than another. I don't know where to meet people anymore. School, work, and online seem to be the top options. When I was in school, I was in relationships the whole time. Last week I went out dancing which was SO fun and much needed. I felt amazing and it was nice to just have a girls night! I did

I will never see Kevin again. I had his hoodie and left it on my porch tonight. I told myself (and God when I prayed) if he came over and knocked or asked if he could come in (he knew I was home) then I knew he cared about me and there was a possibility there was another chance for "us" to work out. If he didn't, he doesn't care. Although I knew I didn't want to see him because it would be even harder to move on and I didn't want to cry and I didn't want to cry and have him walk away like he did the night he broke up with me, part of me still wanted me to see him. But I'm okay with this. This is what is best for me. I have learned a few things since we have broken up. Especially with what I want in a husband. I want someone that shares my passion with sports. I love watching football (I'm watching the Broncos game now!) and basketball and love going to games. How can I marry someone who just doesn't? I also love social media and that's w