By Erika
If you know me at all, you know I’m a happy person. Like, sunshine and rainbows happy. Lollipops and daffodils happy. Springtime and gumdrops happy. And I’m an eternal optimist, truly believing that the glass is half full (maybe with a nice cabernet?) and that everything happens for a reason. But sometimes, just sometimes, I know that I can’t have too high expectations of people or situations because I may inevitably be disappointed.
