when I sit and wallow in self pity i start to think I question what my life is and where I'm going and whats important to me (you know all that good stuff that your sopose to contemplate) On nights like this lonly Saturday I almost convice my self that I really don't have any friends and that I really am all alone. then as if I hear an audiable voice I'm reminded of the people that really do love that are really there when i need them. Like the endless number of people that have given me a place to live when I was homeless, not just a place to live but have welcomed me into their famlies.Not to mention all the love and support thats freely given . When I compare my life to those around me I consider myself blessed. I might not have someone to hang out with every weekend, but the friends that I do have really Honestly love me.

the other day a girl I work said "I wish I had atleast 5 people that loves me" I can honesly say with out doubt I have atleast 5 people that love me and for that I would spend a thousand "lonly Saturday's"

I Love you Too

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