Today as I complained to my mom about school, I recounted to her how during lunch today at school, I got milk poured on my head. He wasn't trying to be mean, but it was still embarrassing. Felt like I was in the middle of a cheesy movie. As I despaired over the feeling of being a loser, she told me to write down all of my friends names. I decided to write down something they've done for me instead of listing names because after all, it's what a person does that defines them, not their name.
He always takes my side of the story. She always listens to anything I have to say. He is always checking up on how I am doing. She sticks with me even when we're growing apart. He is always the first person to comfort me. She knows how to make me smile at any time. He makes me feel important. She values my opinion. He genuinely cares about me. She appreciates my personality.
Although these are set to specific people in my mind, they could fit with so many people I know. So that's just what I need to remember. When I feel alone, I've got so many people who care, that I know I could call at any moment. Isn't that a nice thought? No, they're not perfect, none of us are. But we have the ability to love and appreciate people, and I think that's the loveliest thing about life.
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