Yesterday was one of those days. Where you want to stay in bed the entire day because you slept like crap, but can't because there are people in town visiting. Your room's a mess and laundry needs to be done and keeps piling up. You forget tiny things at the grocery store that's not a necessity but have forgotten it for a month now and you go to the store 2 times a week.
It was the feeling of the above paragraph times two. I didn't know where I wanted to be in the future. Go to grad school, move to possibly give love a chance, or stay where I am at now. I am frustrated, torn, and hate making decisions.
And then he called, the little boy who had stolen my heart in a residential treatment center. "Hey Natalie, I miss you!" Just that made my entire day. I knew instantly, kids is where I was called to be at and this child I had such a love-hate relationship turned into a blessing in disguise.
Graduate school, love, and work seemed to not be an issue because this little boy had instilled in me awhile ago that kiddos like him are a challenge and can be tough to love but when you continue to be patient and understanding, "I wish you were here" is all you need to know your future is going to be okay.
