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Surprise Visits!

GUYS!! I SAW MY BEST FRIENDS THIS WEEK! Did you feel the excitement there? I hope so, because I don't know how else to convey it to you. Two unplanned visits happened this week and I couldn't be more thankful that those people are in my life. They have supported me through some pretty tough times the last year and have continued to be by my side through this adventure while many others have decided to take a seat in the back.

Tuesday night I was fortunate enough to see best friend #1, on a visit we thought would not happen. But things worked themselves out and said person made their way to the sunshine state for a far too quick visit, but I am so very grateful for those hours. Thursday morning I get a text while cleaning the apartment that best friend #2 and her boyfriend were in Disney World for the day. Of course I had to work but I made my way to Magic Kingdom after work where we were able to stand around and talk while the Electric Light Parade passed us. Both visits were short and sweet but meant so much to me that said people went out of there way to visit me.

I'm telling you, you find out who your real friends are on your 21st birthday (any birthday really), when something tragic happens, and when you move away. All three have happened in the last year and all three of these people who came this week have been there for me every step of the way. Couldn't be more thankful for them.

While talking to my Mom this week I realized that Special Needs kids really have a huge place in my heart. There was an incident, and ill leave it at that, at work where the R word was used and my heart ached, and still does. It was after that moment and what lead up to the use of the word by a coworker, that I realized there are two types of kids who I want to help when I finally have my degree. In the next year I hope to really learn more about myself and learn what path I should be on. The future is a bright but scary place for me. I feel like I have some of the pieces lined up and things should start to fall into place but its going to take getting there to know what will really happen.

One week of work until my family gets here and I couldn't be more excited! This week when you see the girl in line for coffee who looks like she hasn't slept in a week, say a prayer for her. You don't know what she's going through. And when you do it..... #doitforCJ

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