Lost Moments

The other day when I was at work I met this lady that had VERY minimal use of her legs. I was pushing her wheelchair and she was telling me about her family reunion vacation to Costa Rica. It was really cool to hear but she told me that her bags and her personal wheelchair got left in Dallas when she was transferring planes. But all she had to say about it were positive things. That if her wheelchair wasn't found that she hoped it went to someone who needed it more than she did. And that clothes were just clothes. I wish I could be more that like that. And have friends like that. I am slowing starting to get there. Not let little things bother me so much. Growing up is hard and it makes it even worse when you end up growing apart from someone that meant so much to you at a time in your life. When someone was the person you loved and told everything to one day and a completely different person the next. Change happens for good and for worse. I know that this really shouldn't be coming to my mind because of all the crap that she been putting me through lately when I'm just trying to move on with my life, but I miss old times. When I had someone to call up when I was bored and just wanted to talk about anything and nothing at the same time. When I could count on that person always being there for me and me being there for her. But that is all in the past. We are different people now. I am a better person now and I am finally starting to be proud of myself and my accomplishments. YAY!! Well until next time.