I've been feeling sorry for myself lately.
You know, when you get sick and feel awful,
then suddenly everything gets to you....that kind of sorry.
I've been grouchy.
Cuss words grouchy.
It hasn't been a pretty sight.
I feel like I'm being pulled in a dozen different directions.
I'm a full time nursing student, a single mom, the only driver in the household, and so, so tired...
I got through the days by thinking of all the people that had things worse than I did.
It probably wasn't the most positive way to deal,
but it helped me to feel grateful for my circumstances, such as they were.
It worked then.
I needed a dose of that today.
I got it tonight, in reverse.
My 15 year old daughter said her prayers with me.
It was a good, healthy reminder of what I have that's going right...and it put things in perspective.
I have so many blessings, and I have been focusing on the negative
to the point that I have dismissed the positive.
It was a bit humbling to realize.
In the grand scheme of things, our families are what are important.
The things we teach our children are important.
The time we spend with them is important.
And our attitudes are important...
Here's hoping that we all can see things just a little bit differently.