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Thankful for the little yet big things in life


Whenever I feel a bit down or alone,  Or well actually at any time really. I think about the things that I am thankful for. Things that, at least for some part, break that suffocating anxious feeling or bring a warm hopeful happy feeling to my heart whenever, wherever.

I am glad that I started to live my life again. I glad that I decided to go back- packing to the South East of Asia for the first time in my life last summer. The journey from Bangkok down to Singapore, with all the  big and smaller city's, island and the mossy highlands of Malaysia, was amazing, but just the fact that I got on that plane or even gave a taught to the idea of going an a journey like this, is what makes me smile the most. I allowed myself to make my dream come through. Soon I am planning on heading out again.

I am glad that I got accepted to the University, So that I would have a little bit more time to think about what I want to do, since I already graduated as a social caregiver. I am also glad that I graduated, despite everything that was going on in my life a few years ago. I am glad that I got accepted for an Erasmus Exchange to Southern England to study Social Psychology next spring.

But most of all I am thankful for being able to be there for myself whenever I get the way I get sometimes. I do not leave myself alone anymore. I am glad that I can fall asleep feeling safe, that I can wake up feeling safe. I am glad that I wake up, that there is a day. I am glad that I can go out for a run, come home and try do a workout, realize that I do not know what I am doing and just end up laughing to myself while laying on the floor. I like that feeling. I am thankful for that feeling.

I am thankful for my friends and that they are exactly who they are, I am glad that I learned to truly appreciate them. I am lucky to have them in my life and the world is lucky to have them. That is truly one of the most important things in life, to have friends who you can be yourself around, no matter how weird you are feeling. True friends can calm you down, but they can also help you to laugh it out.

I am thankful for that there is love, and being able to notice that around you makes life so much.. well happier. Just look around you and you can see it, and feel it. The feeling a mother gets when she sees her child laugh, that feeling shows through her eyes, and if you pay attention to your everyday surroundings you can see it. Laughter is contagious, smiles are contagious. I am thankful for that. I am thankful that someone got to smile from there heart today, and I am thankful that I got to see that.





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