Today I am down & out with swollen gums & head congestion & therefore I feel like death warmed over. I am not Mary Sunshine today,but I am feeling blessed & hopeful nonetheless,inspite of the agonizing pain.
Pity parties are like worrying…its not going to do anything other than make you feel all the worse & prevent you from enjoying positive experiences.
I am dirt poor,obese,& sickly,but have learned to appreciate even the smallest of blessings…watching a good movie,playing a pc racing game,chatting with family on Facebook,reading,journaling,blogging,eating out 3 times a week,visits from my youngest son,a good meal,shopping for groceries,surfing the net…I appreciate all that.
I live in a literal shack,but its superior to living homeless. I have central heat & air…warm in the winter,cool in the summer.
I see people with far more than I have…complaining about what they have. For me & my family its been 19 years of poverty.