In which Demi is thankful.

Some days, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. And it's not always when national disasters are occuring, or when it's my birthday and I get presents and it's very much me-me-me.

Sometimes all it takes is that calm, that peace that I can feel seeping through my veins, collecting in my heart. A warmth that tells me 'You matter.'

That peace can be caused by the simplest of things. Finishing an essay that you're really proud of (2 weeks before the deadline no less). Your mum coming upstairs to check on you, just to chat, to ask if you want a cuppa (the answer is yes, always yes). Your friend letting you curl up on her bed in silence and doze as she works (no questions asked). That same friend running out to the shops to buy biscuits, nice biscuits, and make you a cuppa, just cos she can see you're down (so of course you share your nice European chocolates as a thank you). Sitting in the dark with your four housemates, watching Pretty Woman, laughing, bantering and competing to see how many grapes they can fit in their mouths without spraying grape-juice everywhere (it's happened before).

And I look around, and feel that peace warm my heart, and think that I really am the luckiest girl in the world.

 

xo.