Shortly after typing in the status, I read it over and realized that there was no way I was going to post that to Facebook at such a sensitive time. There was no way I could complain to such a wide audience when there was and still is so much pain in this world. It just didn't feel right and trust me I do feel bad for those that were lost, those that are suffering, and all the loved ones who may be affected from this tragedy.
I looked back on my day and I realized how truly great my day really was. Yes, there were parts that sucked from sun up to sun down: a migraine to start the morning, a potentially great interview that went horribly wrong, battling a cold and allergies on top of everything else and not mention that my world is probably going to be flipped upside down tomorrow, but that's another story for another day.
On the other hand, some really great things happened today and I think we need to focus on those. My mother always taught me that someone always has it worse than us. I truly do believe that. The other day we ran into a friend at the grocery store that was telling us that sometimes we really need to just feel things and that maybe things aren't worse for others. I have to say I disagree. I think it is important to feel your emotions and then look at the grand scheme of things.
Today was a great day. As I stood outside the facility where I interviewed I made a few phone calls. One was to an acquaintance/friend who I knew from a previous place of employment, one was my mother to tell her how awful the interview went and the other was to let someone know that I had the interview and that I didn't think things would work out or that the outcome was not what the two of us had expected. My mom pulled up with Excedrin in hand as I talked to my friend on the phone about getting together. We decided that instead of having my friend pick me up from the interview my mother would drive me to a near by park. this was at about 10 or 10:30 this morning. We didn't leave each other until 3:30 or 4.
5 hours! 5 hours of socializing something without becoming emotionally and socially fatigued. 5 hours of conversations, giggling, and bursting out in song. I literally thought we were going to chill for a bit, go out to eat and then part our ways so I could go into work to get some stuff done. I called my boss/teacher to tell her I was grabbing a bite to eat and I'd be in and she conveniently had to leave at 1 instead of 2:30. I was supposed to work for two hours and it was already noon. We decided we would sit down somewhere nice to eat instead of grabbing fast-food. This turned into hours more of fun.
During our time together we sat by the creek at the park, grabbed McDonald's sweet teas, visited my cats at home, ate lunch, played mini golf, visited a local ice cream place where we used to work, and we went goodwill shopping. I would have to say that I think this is friend that I hung out with today was a true friend. My mother has always talked to me about acquaintances, friends and best friends. I'm pretty sure Amber will go down in the book as my first true friend. This was the first time I wasn't with someone else who had a disability for a long period of time. This was the first time I hung out with someone without telling them to go away or that it was time to leave because I was tired. After five horus of my my friend called the shots. I felt typical. For the first time in my life I felt like I had a typical interaction with a friend, a typical friendship.
