Today while I was eating my lunch at McDonald's an older lady walked up to me. She smiled and asked if I was enjoying my lunch. She went on to describe how nice the McD's was (it looks like Starbucks) and how great the yogurt parfait was. We talked about me being in school and enjoying life and such. The conversation ended too quickly. I felt like this cute old lady was a figment of my imagination. I know she wasn't because my mom was on the phone when I was speaking with her. But I do know that when this lady spoke to me I felt like God was looking down on me. God was reminding me what was really important. God was reminding to forget all the crap I've been conjuring up. It was refreshing to speak to someone so sweet and genuine. That old lady taught me to forget my worries and concentrate on what makes me happy. And that my friends, is the key to happiness. But I'm sure you knew that. That old lady is just like the bus driver. These people are angels here on earth to remind us of why we are here and what life is REALLY about. Don't give me your insignificant illusion of reality, cause I don't want it. And what I really don't want is your depiction of how I should live. I have my own way and God is cool with that. Well I hope you all wake up tomorrow and meet that angel that wants to meet you.

This week is especially hard for me. Saturday is the day my grandfather died 4 years ago. Saturday is the day my friend Duane died last year. And soon coming Palm Sunday is when my Grandma passed. Right now, all I need are angels.