Let me be myself

I remember reading a friend's blog back in March and it was just what I needed to hear. I keep thinking about it and I want to remember it so I decided to post it here. If you're reading this, thanks for letting me "borrow" your blogging brilliance! This last week has been particularly difficult for many reasons. As I go through the ups and downs of life I keep reminding myself of what truly matters. So, here it goes. Maybe someone else out there needs to hear this too.

I have realized that when I wonder what's wrong with me

the answer is nothing.

When someone decides they don't want to be my friend anymore

or has a problem with me, or doesn't ask me out again

there isn't something wrong with me.

It's just that it's their decision. or sometimes mine.

Not to say there isn't always opportunity for improvement,

but it's not because I'm not enough, or there's something

wrong with me. It's just because they have a choice,

and I may not be what they're looking for right there in a friend

or whatever. And that's okay.

This is not coming from anywhere-I don't think there's anything

wrong with me, and I'm not pining or anything.

But I've been thinking about this for a while.

Because there are some people

who are always there for me, and for whom I am just right.

1. Heavenly Father

2. Jesus Christ

3. My family

I am grateful for you, for this conversation and others we've had

like it. You are pretty inspiring to me. And I'm glad that you

happen to have thoughts along the same lines as me, often,

but happen to also have the ability to put

those thoughts into words.

It's a gift.