This morning I was dragging around here feeling sorry for myself. I was whining about how hard things are. I'm having issues with my weight and food intake. I can't seem to find the time to get the exercise I want in. I've got so much going on and it's hard. Just hard.
I was cleaning house while conducting this whining in my head and I had my soaps on which is the typical Sunday routine. On All My Children on of the characters is in the military and due to be sent back to Iraq. Anyway, they did a scene with the heroes that have been injured in Iraq. They told their stories about getting injured, recovery, and their life now. It caught my attention and I stopped and watched. It made me realize what a baby I'm being. Yeah, things are hard, but I have all my limbs. It's not easy to lose weight but I don't have any major disabilities or medical problems. Particularly there was one guy who struck me. He's on the Semper Fi team. They do marathons and triathlons to raise money for the injured marines. Talk about a hero!!!
It's amazing how these things always come along just when you need a good swift kick in the butt. I stand humbled. My problems are nothing compared to them. I have nothing to whine about and have officially stopped. I am now off to thank my lucky stars for the fantastic life that I lead.
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