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I've been feeling sorry for myself today. I don't know why. I just woke up in one of those moods, I guess. I've been really good at keeping things in perspective lately. Trying to be better.

For instance:

Work has been good; I love my kids at the Y. Anytime I'm just having a bad morning or I just have a feeling it's gonna be one of those days, the kids always make me feel so much better. I miss being a kid. Not having worries or fears. Everything is so much easier. Kids are so innocent. They're so loving even when you don't feel like you deserve it. Children are so Christ-like. I love being around them, they make me feel like a better person than I believe I am. I want to be the best for them. Yesterday was the best day of the summer, and I was running on 4 hours of sleep. It was perfect.

I get to see my very best friend, Alyssa, on Monday. She's always been on my side. I've never had to hold back anything with her. She's always got my back. She understands me. She'd never hurt me or do anything that could jeopardize our friendship. This November is our 4 year friendiversary. I can't imagine my life without her, and I don't want to.

I love my church. My religion has definitely saved me these past couple weeks. My knowledge of the gospel and knowing and having a relationship with my Heavenly Father has been super helpful and super comforting. Things haven't been really that much easy lately for me. It seems like I can't catch a break. And when you have one of "those" days, it makes everything so much worse.

I miss my missionary a ton, too. But I keep thinking of how proud I am of him. He's doing SO great and is just amazing! I'm watching him grow into the man I've always seen in him and I feel like I'm growing with him as well. Mom has made a couple comments about him lately. And so has some of the other family members. I can tell they miss him, too. He'll never know of the impact he made on all of us. I'm so thankful for him. He makes me happy. :)

My family is awesome. I have the BEST support group. I could even call them my army. They are so protective over me and they keep me going. Their opinions mean the most to me. I always want to make them proud. And it's not even just my family, my blood. I consider two other families that we are close with "my family" too. They're our best friends and we all do a lot together. I love having huge gatherings and just talking with everyone. Those are some of my favorite memories. I love them.

All of these things are good in my life. So why do the bad things seem to get in the way? :/ I don't like it. Blah.