I feel kind of awful being all strung out over my own problems because I know people who have trouble as big or bigger than mine. Recently a little boy was killed in my hometown. A friend of mine has a doctor’s appointment this week because she found something suspicious that needs checked out. I try to remind myself that their troubles are worse than mine, but it’s really difficult to do that in my worst moments because those are THEIR problems, not mine. And then I feel awful for putting money in more importance over life. But then again, when I’m worried about the possibility of our rent check going through or not or if we have enough quarters and dimes toward the end of a pay period to buy a loaf of bread so we can at least have peanut butter sandwiches for three meals a day until payday. . . . And if it will EVER quit raining and snowing. Our windshield wipers do not work and we can’t afford to replace the motor. We’ve been relatively lucky so far but I’m just waiting for that heavy rain and hope we’re not stuck out somewhere when that happens.
Thank you again for putting up with all my complaining. Thank you for a release valve.
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