Being Thankful

Sometimes, if you are fortunate, you get the oppurtunity to meet incredible people who make you laugh, make you dance, help you out. The magical part of the way it works is that you never know if you'll see that person again, you probably spent an entire evening next to them, sharing, talking, bonding in a million and one ways and then you simply say goodbye and they are gone, but it doesn't mean that they didn't leave something with you, perhaps something to make you think, change, or simply laugh about. If you are REALLY fortunate, you come across people who you meet and you never let go of. Those who become you true friends that aren't only there when you are laughing and dancing, but crying and falling as well.

On Thanksgiving Day, my roommates and I gathered in the kitchen and made dinner, bringing ingredients that we each had and came up with a delicious meal. I then got the opportunity to sit at the table and look at each of them, thanking them for their existence and the fact that they have made a little room in their lives for me. These guys, along with some of the gals I've met here have become those people that I accidentally met and don't plan on ever letting go, the ones you say goodbye to with the intentions of seeing them over and over again. I am grateful for my friends. I am grateful for those that live here in BCN that have made me feel so at home. I am grateful for those friends back home who constantly tend to me, call me, write to me, or love me without ever having to say anything. Those that crossed my path one day and influenced me so much, inspired me, and pushed me to dream and be myself. I am grateful for the love that I am constalntly surrounded with, because I know for a fact that without that love and those friends I could not survive. and my smile would not be as big