May 3, 2013

• feeling loved

  I sometimes feel under appreciated and that a lot of people don’t care about my feelings.  

  The past two days I’ve just been great.

  My parents got home from vacation, and they told me they missed me a lot.  They got me all these neat souvenirs, like these Bermuda lucky stone earrings and a dream box.  We’re going out to lunch on Saturday to catch up on everything.

  One of my close friends posted a picture of a big stack of presents and they’re all for my birthday.  She wrapped them so pretty and the fact that she thought of me made me smile so big. 

  Today was my 2 year anniversary with my company.  My scumbag assistant supervisor didn’t bother saying anything to me, but two of my clients remembered.  They both congratulated me, and one even said “There’s not a person on Earth like you, you really do care about me” which of course choked me up, but felt really good.

  Then my old friend, Yoni, who I haven’t spoken to in like, 6 years messaged me on facebook. 

  “This might be totally random but I had this memory of you the other day. I hadn’t thought about it in years but I just thought of how we used to walk the track together in gym class when we were in high school and we would just walk and talk for the whole period. I used to look forward to that. Anyway the thought made me smile and I felt compelled to say hello.”

  We caught up for a bit, and agreed to meet up if he ever comes back to town or I find myself in the city.  It’s nice talking to old friends. 

   

   

   

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