Forget being the lucky one that Nicholas Sparks wrote about;
I am lucky enough to have the circle of people in my life that I do. The people in my life defend my silver
lining and even go so far as to make surprise visits to celebrate with me.
Over the past weekend my best-friend-college-roommate drove
hours upon hours, without my knowledge, just to celebrate birthdays and life
with me. Mom and Dad did swell work at not letting the cat out of the bag. I was completely frightened and feeling
like a lunatic when I saw someone jumping at the window and knocking wildly.
Having just been lazing on the couch and then to be suddenly
running on adrenaline, shock, and of course surprise, I foggily arose off the
couch to greet my hyped up friend. Hugs and laughter ensued. The visit was so fun. It did,
however, end much too quickly.
I am constantly surprised at how often I am convinced that
the Heart of Life is good.
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