|My belated birthday gift|
And what have I learned after throwing myself a mini pity party? That things, like the weather in Texas, turn around really quick. That I have it really good. That people think about me, even if it's from afar, and do the little things that show that they care. That home is really where all the people that I care about are and not about where I keep my things. I'm a lucky lucky gal* (with a serious peppermint Oreo addiction) and have the luxury of complaining about not being near some of the people I care about.
Have you ever felt silly about complaining about something after realizing that things are really much better than you initially thought?
*Okay so maybe I'm a cold girl who still can't get a full night's rest at my new apartment. It wouldn't be me if I couldn't find something to complain about, right?