That Guy

Yesterday the question came up over whether I am a 'redneck' or not. I guess that all depends on what your defenition of redneck is. I do not particularly know what I am. I am just me. Thats all I care to ever be. Will Bradley. The good guy, the guy who you can always count on. The guy who knows how to have a good time, but also knows when to shut his mouth and listen. I just want to live my life and do the best that I can. I want to serve my God the best that I can. I want to strive to do the best by His word and His plan for my life. That is all I want. That is all that I want to be.

Where I Belong...

Yesterday I got back into Cleveland after a trying weekend to say the least. God is so good and amazing. He has been such a comfort to me over the past week. I am so thankful to my friends who have texted and called me with support and words of encouragement and mourning. I have said it before but I have the best core group of friends in the world. I have the best group of people surrounding me right now than I have ever had in my life up to this point. This is not saying that friends from the past were not good people or that they were bad friends. Im surrounded by a group of friends who are better over all. If that makes any sort of sense. These guys are blunt and cut to the core. They build me up when I need it and they knock me down when I get too tall for my own good. They have cried with me and they have danced with me. They listen to my hopes and fears and they offer their shoulders to cry on. They laugh at my stupid jokes and tell stupid jokes of their own when I need it. They are not perfect, nor have they ever claimed to be. They love me for who I am and for who I have the capacity to be. They walk to the post-office at 11:30 just because. I love them dearly for all of this and so much more. Peace, love, and hand grenades.
Willis A.