I've been on a bit of a downer lately. It probably shows in my lack of posting - I want to avoid miserable posts here.
The last few days I've been reminded: IT'S NOT THAT BAD!
Today, the clincher. A forum post I read, where someone asks for advice on how to tell their children that they're dying. This person has months to live, and is leaving their babies behind.
There are no words to say how horrible that must be.
As for me, I'm a single parent with insulin dependent diabetes.
My lad has his own health problems.
I don't have a lot of money.
My life has been put in perspective.
I have me. I have my son. I have family and friends. I have adorable cats, a great house, and most of my health.
I'm getting on with life, beating the challenges, and moving on. What on earth do I have to complain about?
People take too many things for granted. I take too many things for granted. Tomorrow I'm going to have fun with my son, and relish the little things in life.
Here's to life, and all of it's weirdness. One day at a time, I'm going to make my way to the end of it. Dammit, I want to look back on my life with a smile on my face. Why waste time worrying about what's going wrong?
IT'S NOT THAT BAD!!