Thursday, December 10, 2009
I've just spent the day traipsing kids to friend's birthday parties. To homes that are beautiful mansions I only usually see in magazines..What a dirty black cloud dis content is...
Wrong isn't it.
Learning to be thankful for what I've got is easy when I don't compare to others. Staying that way and being happy for others blessings is a whole new ball game. Throw in a few kids or 4 who don't understand why they can't have things other kids may have and it becomes a blood sweat and tears defeat.
If I LET it.
On and upwards. Even writing this has dragged me out of the dusty cloud. I've got it pretty good. My life has "character" . I remember a girl I went to primary school with and she had a crooked tooth that her parents decided not to get fixed as it gave her face character. Maybe that's what my life is about too.
Posted by widge t at 2:40 AM