The Perfect Weekend:)

I could write all about this perfect, cheery, optimistic, very unrealistic weekend but I don't think I'm going to. You know why? Even though this past weekend wasn't perfect it's life and I wouldn't have it any other way. My best friend goes to Truman State University and she got to come home for the weekend. I've gone up there to see her twice but she hasn't come back home until now. Even before she got down here she had her weekend jam packed with people she wanted to see and do things with. She had told me that she was going to do all these things with me and I was so excited. When she got down here I was the first person she saw which was good but then things just kept happening where she spent a little too much time with this person or she couldn't make this with me because of something else. I began to see that it was not going  to be the weekend I had thought it would be. Now some of this was not her fault at all but with all of it it almost felt like she had penciled me in for 30 minutes here and there but if she ran over somewhere else 5 minutes would work just as well. At first it hurt my feelings and I was disappointed that we didn't get the time together and that she would do that to me but then I realized I was being selfish. I'm the only one besides her close family that has gotten to see her since she left and I even got to see her twice. Of course I was still disappointed and just a little hurt but I wanted to let other people have a chance to see her so I decided just to stay close but not too close. I tell that whole story to say this. I learned a few important lessons that I can now apply to the numerous situations, that I'm sure I will face at some point, and I wouldn't trade those for anything. It's nice, and sometimes therapeutic, to describe a perfect weekend but I just felt like this one was perfect for me. Sometimes you have to be knocked down to be built up and I'm thankful for everything that happened to me this weekend.