Now I know I posted yesterday about the things I was happy about. Compared today I feel like yesterday I barely counted my blessings. This week has been good, amazingly and wonderfully good. Like the world decided to turn right around and give me another chance at having fun. It’s no joke that this past month has been very difficult and I’ve felt less than 100 percent since I came home from school. But then this week, my birthday week, happened and things have changed:
I don’t feel so heartbroken anymore; I am ready to be grateful for the time we had together and more than grateful for the opportunity to meet someone else.
I realize that I am blessed with a family that loves me, especially my Mom. She has done so much for me this past month, supporting me emotionally and by letting me live at home. I am truly lucky.
I have the most amazing friends and thank you to Facebook for reminding me of that. Then of course there was last night; there is nothing better than going crazy with girls who have known you for almost a decade. And singing Livin’ on a Prayer certainly caps it all off. I had forgotten how a family can grow out of anything and be just as good as your biological one.
Finally I found out how lucky I am to be me. Because I work hard and try to be the best me I can be, I believe I have always made a good impression everywhere I go. It was proven to me today when I got rehired by the assisted living facility that I worked at two summers ago. Now I am not only employed but happily employed at a place where I have friends and I know I will have fun.
I have learned that life can be rough and it can feel like the world is working against you. But patience (not my favorite virtue) is needed and if you believe that you have worked hard and been a good person, good things will happen. And even if you think the world is against you, you always have your friends and family. I wish I had known all of this last week but I guess you have to learn the lesson first.
