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Last night I was down a bit. This week was not turning out well. My disability check that was supposed to come this week didn't and won't until next week.
No money, sitting alone in my X's house (house sitting), not enough gas to head to my sister's house down south for Thanksgiving. Looked like it would just be me and the animals.
But I was thankful (albeit a tad sad). There are parents who have lost their kids (3 in a plane crash last night, 1 when the father killed his 2 year old and left her in a car seat in a creek after picking her up from her mom).
Homeless families who would trade places in a heart beat to be in a nice warm house with two cats and dog and food in the fridge, a tv, the net, etc.
Sure, I would like more. But I had the important things.
And I was happy to for all those who were able to be with the ones they loved. I like to see others happy. I knew my daughter was having a great time out west, that friends were with family they had not seen in a long time. And happy that my son was home from Iraq and eating with his family instead of dodging IEDS.
At around 10 pm a knock on the back door. The lady next door asked me if I wanted to come over for Thanksgiving family at 2 pm. Shortly before going over I walked to my house down the street to grab my meds and my dad was home instead of at my sister's house. My nephew was sick and they canceled dinner at my sister's, so my brother was making it. Had be there at 4 pm.
I am thankful, not just today, but everyday for all the things I have - more thankful for that than sad for what I don't have or could have.
The others - and there are many, are sitting at the hospital with a dying loved one, sitting alone on a park bench hoping it does not get too cold. To them I am the 1%, I have all they dream of. I have problems, and I will still complain about them, but it is good to remember at times the problems I don't have.
Hope your days bring you joy.
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