A Familiar Tale

Sometimes I forget how truly blessed I am. I suppose it's a normal human thing to do. But every now and then I get these reminders and all of those piddly little things that nag at me don't matter anymore. I have what matters, I've said it before and I'll say it again: amazing friends. I get so focused on one thing that goes wrong and think that that will prevent me from being happy, but I don't need that to be happy. I have people who love me and who make me happy and if they're all I end up with in the end, they're not "all I end up with." They're all I need.