I went to the doctor last night to figure out
why I had such a bad headache, and she just told me I have “the same virus that
everyone has right now. Take some Advil Cold & Sinus, buy some nasal spray, and it will go away
soon.” Not feeling too satisfied, I did what the doctor told me to, and I left.
I was still annoyed.
I woke
up today still feeling somewhat off, but something had changed. Maybe it’s
because today is my friend Ashley’s 27th birthday, but she’s
celebrating in Heaven instead of here on Earth with all her family and friends.
Maybe that’s what made me realize how
selfish I had been for being so consumed with my lack of a fun weekend. I
quickly started feeling lucky that my worst problem was a stupid headache.
Maybe it’s because I got a text from my sister saying she’d be home on December
18th for Christmas. Maybe it’s because I woke up warm and tangled up
in our beautiful bed, the same bed I didn’t want to spend one more minute in
over the weekend. That very same bed felt and looked different this morning. For the
past few days, it felt like frustration. This morning, it felt reassuring. There’s
comfort in knowing that I have a bed to wake up in and go to sleep in tonight. I
felt honored to have an angel in Heaven to say Happy Birthday to. I felt excited that I could start the
countdown to when I would see my sister. I felt fortunate that I have a job to
go to that provides health insurance which allows me to go to the doctor
to find out I have nothing more than some aggravating virus. I felt thankful that I really do have everything I want, and I felt sad for the people who don't. I felt honestly and truly blessed.
So, yes I cried a lot this weekend,
but today, I think I’ll just smile.
