Does disappointment come from expecting more from those we love?
Daughter “this comic was printed in 1974”
Me “I was, one”
Daughter ” this is so old”
Me “thanks love”
I realized something today, that I’ve known for a while and that is just how lucky I am.
I always felt like a lucky soul but over the last few months/years the things friends & family (& sometimes strangers) have done for me make me really appreciate what I have,
and that is love, in different ways.
They all make me smile whenever I think of them. I can be, not ungrateful, but more…mm, I’m not good at showing my gratitude, sometimes my thanks never feels enough, I intend to improve this somehow, I do send each and everyone of them my love and thanks almost every day. But that’s a mental thanks to them and the universe,
Because I wouldn’t have what I do have without them.