Crying

I wish I could say that everyday was filled with nothing by smiles and laughter, but that is not the case. There are tears here and there. And when I cry, boy do those tears come out fast. It is all part of growing up. I’m having to learn that I cannot always get everything I want and that the world is not here just for me. It is a hard lesson to learn, but I’m glad I’m learning it now instead of when I’m grown up. I have a feeling it is easier to learn as a kid.