People who love me: The 100th Post!

First let's just all be really proud of me for sticking with blogging long enough to get to 100 posts!

Right now I'm sitting at 'the cottage' in Homer Alaska. It is 10:20 and still light out. I'm watching Cold Case and uploading the 150+ pictures that I've taken thus far here in Alaska. Earlier tonight I was talking to Eric and he said something to the effect that he was really glad that I was surrounding myself with people who care about me.
See, I was telling him about how I've been grilled by the whole Sweeney/Walli family. The Walli's are an old family here in Homer and it's nice to be able to name drop a little.
An example of how I'm taken care of:

• Amy is a saint, the other morning she brought me a cup of peppermint tea in bed! 
• This morning I started working over at the inn (ok, so first of all the fact that I have a job/house/car access/food out here is proof that these people love me) and I was training with Marie (Adrienne's mom), and she grilled me all about Eric, who he was, how we met, was he a good boy? A hard worker? Do you like him just because he's a good mormon? She was so great. 
• Then when I got off work, Dana, the front desk lady, was so excited to see me!
• And on Sunday, the people in the ward in Homer were excited to see me! Ray and Maxine Hillman were so excited to see me and invited me out to their house soon. I love them! Sister Hillman sat down next to me during Relief Society and I just felt loved.
• One man who I recognized, but don't know, told me how happy he was that I was back! Then another, after I introduced myself slapped me on the shoulder and said "we've got to figure out how to keep you here!"

It is just good to be somewhere where people love me. I guess I feel like wherever I go, there are always people who love me. When I go back to school, there will be people who love me, one person who loves me. He's so great. I know, I gush all the time. I ran into someone who loves me at the temple the other day and he asked me about the boy, he asked me if he treated me well. He really really does treat me so well. It's the little things he does.