The Good

So I came home from school. About half an hour ago. And no, it wasn't a particularly good day.

First day back after Spring Break. A whole glorious week of sleeping in, no homework, friends, movies, lemonade, spur of the moment.

Early morning doctor's appointment. I'm fine; it was just really early. 

Lots of sitting around. I would have thought that having less to do would have improved things, been a good way to ease back in. But there's a difference between having an easy day and being bored. Having nothing to do.

Ex-best friend. I keep thinking I've moved on. And I'm starting to think there's really no such thing.

Okay, so I swear I didn't sit down to write this post to complain about my life. I could go on.

But, what I sat down to write about was the good.

Somewhere, in-between all that bad, some real, true good has come shining through.

All because of this little blog.

The people I've met are just amazing.

And it has always been a place for me to come to clear my head and work things out. And I've gotten some truly amazing comments about that side of things.

I never considered that maybe, just maybe, I could have an impact on other people. That, somehow, by writing honestly and truly, other people would find something in there helpful. Or useful. Or something. I'm not really sure. This is all so new.

But that little glimpse of something new, something bigger than myself, that was exactly what I needed.