Is it strange that I wish there was someone in my life that walked into the front door of my apartment without knocking. Maybe that sounds a little creepy, but to me it means I am not alone. I miss having someone who knows how messy things will be once they open the door, but come in any way. Someone who will help do the dishes and cook dinner. A person to give me a hug at the end of a difficult day and let me cry into their shoulder when it all feels like too much.
I have confidence that someday I will have this and so much more. Good things take time to happen.
Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.