nagi_schwarz | Day 692: The Best of Me

I have the best friends in the world. I thought that should be known. They are the best of me, and they love me despite having seen the worst of me, no matter how much I try to hide it. Earlier this week I came home to a random present in the mail from my friend Rowsdower. I know I mentioned this before, but it's worth repeating, because it was a completely unexpected gift, and he gave it unconditionally. Today I got mail - real mail, in the middle of the week, which doesn't happen often. I got a card from my mother that very nearly made me cry, because I love her so much. I got a letter from my friend Schu, who did her best to cheer me up and who made me smile. She's an amazing friend, and I'm so glad I know her. I got a letter from Ericka, which absolutely made my day. It did make me cry. The words she wrote - between her, my mother, and Schu - were exactly what I needed to hear. She gave me hope and strength - all of them did.

So I'm going to make it to the end of this semester, and the end of this year, and a year from now call myself a successful 3L. Sometimes I'm afraid I'm on my own, but I know, now more than ever, that my family loves me (and I'm more than willing to count my friends as family) and I hope they know I love them too, and I'm never really alone.

I like to listen to that Foo Fighters song a lot, "The Best of You," and I wondered what I'd say if someone asked "is someone getting the best of you." I'd say say I'd hope someone's getting the best of me - my professors, my friends, my family. And I'd say I trust them with it.