It's probably painfully obvious to you all what a terrible month I've had. I chose not to post much about it so my blog doesn't turn into depression central like it did in 8th grade.
However, I'm back, and I do want to talk about yesterday.
Because yesterday started out with such a beautiful sunrise. It was probably the most beautiful that I've ever seen, and it was in its finest moment just as I walked out the door to go to school. That sunrise has become very symbolic for me. After weeks filled with hardship, that sunrise yesterday morning was the first moment of my changed life. I recieved two random kind texts from friends, and another brought me ice cream. (I hadn't told anyone what was going on. They did these things randomly.) Good things kept happening throughout the day: probably more good things than had happened the entire month. I hadn't felt so peaceful and spiritually uplifted in a long time. I know all of thise girls were prompted to do what they did.
Two days ago I had lost all hope. But just like they say in Les Miserables, even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.