Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Thankful

I didn't write a post on Thanksgiving. I was rather busy. I had a friend and his roommates visiting from out of town. That whole week was just mad! I WAS SO BUSY! But I loved it.

However, I have had a lot on my mind lately. A lot. Like… a lot, a lot. There's so much I have to think about. It's part of being an adult. Which sucks sometimes. I know this blog was originally for my books, but I feel like posting this post here. Because I can. I have the power…

Yeah, I went there.

So, moving on. The meaning of this post is this. Be thankful. I am one of the luckiest people in the world. Not because I'm rich or famous. Because I'm not. And it's not because I'm dating the perfect guy. Because I'm single.

I'm the luckiest girl in the world because I have the best friends and family anyone could ever hope for. They keep me grounded, but they support me. They tell me when I'm being stupid, but insist that I'm still clever and funny. Which, I don't see, but hey! Who cares? My friends do and that's what matters.

I had amazing Thanksgiving weekend, but there were a few moments where there was so much on my mind, I found it hard to function. Lots of things to do with work and all that. So when I broke down to my friends, they didn't all give me a pat on the back and say things like "Grow up, idiot" or "Oh, it's OK. Just cry it out."

No, some friends were the voice of absolute reason, but with kindness. Others were the ones who said "You'll make it. I know it. I just know it." It didn't matter who said those things, but having all of those friends made me realize that, while none of them had the exact same opinion about all of those things, they all had valid points. Yeah, I know that's confusing. Sorry.

Basically, I have the most amazing friends on the planet. But even better than my friends (no offense, ladies and gents) is my sister. My beautiful, amazing, wonderful, supportive, sassy, funny, kind, smart sister. That's not even half of it, but those are some of the best ways to describe her. For example, I don't completely remember the context of the conversation, but my sixteen-year-old sister gave me this advice:

"Sometimes… sometimes you've gotta sass. You've gotta sass with class… But don't be an ass."

Words to live by, my friends. Words to live by.

So I know that post may not have completely cleared up why I have the best friends and sister in the world. But it is true. They win. You lose. That's it. Go home. Stop trying.

Until next time…

Stay random!