22

I just turned 22. The day (and week) was full of good people, good food and other reminders that I'm just the most blessed girl on the planet.

Within a week of my birthday, I was spending some quality time with the closest ER. Apparently I needed acquainted with that part of the medical field. My visit was due to severe stomach pain. This is something that has plagued me for quite some time. I had it in Belgium and apparently the doctor said it was due to me "missing my family". Sure. I'm sure he learned that at college. It is a frustrating way to start off the semester and 22 but I've honestly seen the best of people when I am sick (and at my worst).

Things like this just affirm my belief that the world is full of wonderful wonderful people that care with all their hearts.

Honestly, that is all I have right now. There is a reason I'm already behind in my classes because I had to go home. There is a reason I'm experiencing different testing. I'm just laying under the wings of the Protector and enjoying the ride.