I get homesick way too easy. Tonight I got the opportunity to go back to Chicago and see the family for my Dad’s birthday. It was exactly what I needed. There is something about seeing the skyline that makes me feel calm and at home. 

I ended up taking another bike ride tonight. Just riding around aimlessly for about an hour or so. I passed my childhood home, and saw children playing out in front on the tree we had planted when I was just a tot. It was a weird feeling to look and see this family living their life and making memories where I had first started to make my own. Since then I have been thinking so much about everything, which is usually a bad thing for me because of my anxiety, but tonight it was different. I feel content. Like I am going to be okay, and I must say it is a beautiful feeling. When I returned home, I found my Dad sitting outside with the garage open. I sat with him and we talked about life. I don’t think he understands how much I love him and our time together. Thinking back on everything, I feel the way I did before all the depression and anxiety started up. I feel whole, like this is what I was waiting to feel all along. There is no such thing as a perfect life, but there is beauty in everything and that can be just as good. 

When a blind person calls you beautiful it is the best compliment that one can recieve. They don’t see you for what you are on the outside, but for what you are on the inside. 

My Dad is the most amazing guy, I am so blessed to have him.

My Dad has a way of brightening my day.

On my way to DeKalb for a fabulous NYE weekend with some sisters :)! Gram is back home, Dad and I hung out all this week, and everything else in my life has stopped exploding. I am completely okay with how things are going right now.