I think for the longest time I wanted a big one. I wanted to be able to prance around again or go to school or be able to study like my friends or right the biggest wrong I've caused in my life. Admittedly, I still do hope and pray for those. But instead, I made the best earl grey cupcakes with my sister. my friend ordered me a cake all the way from England because I told her I was craving one, and sent it to my house. Another friend, even though she's dying through exams, stayed on skype sending people stupid messages to make me smile. A third has done everything from my bubble-tea buying to my online shopping, and has listened to me cry every single time I've needed a friend. A fourth came over to my house twice in one day 2 days before her exams to deliver me 20 odd library books to keep me occupied, and today reminded me of miracles by sending me pictures of the rain, which I didn't get to see from my bed.
Today the miracle I got was learning how to laugh and smile and morph properly for the first time since I thought my world was falling apart. It was the realisation that it's okay that I wasn't good enough, and that I'm still learning. It was the knowledge that God has given me so many guardian angels, and that I'm so infinitely blessed <3