I wanted to complain tonight. I had thoughts of whining about how broke I am and how it sucks to be a single woman when you could use a man's help and all that. But then I find myself reading about all that is happening in New Orleans and I just can't complain. Because honestly, despite the fact that I have no idea how I'm going to pay bills in Sept. and that I still don't have a sewer line and my yard looks like a jungle, I have it really good compared to those devastated by the hurricane. I have no room to talk really.
Even Amarillo is preparing to take in 500-1000 refugees from the storm. I can't fathom losing absolutely everything you have and having to start fresh.
So I guess I should write about how I do have it pretty good.
My dad bought me a new lawn mower tonight. I took my other two to him and he couldn't get them fixed right away so he went to walmart and got me a basic mower. So now our yard is getting cut as I type this.
I have food in my fridge so we're not starving.
I have some friends that are wonderful and family as well.
I have a good job WITH health insurance now that should have gone into effect on the first.
I have my health and Josh does too.
I have a wonderful, handsome, talented and smart child.
I have a roof over my head, clothes to wear and some niceties like cable t.v.
Although I'm not perfect, I'm still working on my faith and finding God.
So if I start complaining soon, just smack me around a bit. Mmm-k?
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