Vacation is Over

A miracle has occurred, my keys have finally returned from their vacation. I got to work this morning, took off my coat and felt a bulge in my pocket. It was them. I'm not sure where they went but I am glad they have returned. I know I checked all of my pockets in every coat I own, so they must have made it back sometime last night. I refuse to ask them any questions, I am just glad they are home!

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I have to start by saying my life is full of miracles! I moved here to Utah and found an amazing teaching job pretty fast, I somehow survived money wise until my first paycheck, and I just found an apartment. I see all of these wonderful things around me and I feel my Heavenly Father's love yet why do I still feel sad? Why is that seeing the goodness in my life isn't enough to make rainbows? I feel like it should be enough and I pretend it is just so people won't see me.