Surround yourself with goat, er, good people

For the past months I've been feeling lost, broken, lonely or in other words, a "mess." Probably because I were (and I'm still) in grief. Losing my grandmother, who's one of the most important people in my life, is not something that one easily forgets. I can't imagine how people move on. Yes, I still laugh and forget for a minute that I just didn't lose a part of me but the aftermath usually is felt at night. Random realizations, reminiscing of memories and deep thoughts are usually my midnight snacks. I'm not really sure how I could overcome this. I seriously have a hard time sleeping and during extreme cases I would even count in French just to make myself sleep already. Those were not my good days yet I didn't let myself drown in misery. I constantly asked for the Lord's guidance and that He or maybe someone would save me from being lost. Somehow He answered my prayer. Lately I feel much like myself before I was broken. I still miss my grandmother but I don't breakdown as often as before. The Lord answered my prayer by giving me friends who distract me from all the bad stuff. I feel happier with them and grateful that their presence calms my problematic soul. It turns out I don't need a love life to feel whole again. I don't need a special someone to save me from drowning. Blessings come in different ways and I'm thankful my clingy friends came into my life wherein I needed them the most. Love you, goats. Meh.