Do the winter blues got you down?

When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs. - G.K. Chesterton








Today started off me going to work and having a flat on the way. It was actually a flat from a few days ago.  Apparently the rim was bent like a pretzel. Being that I live basically in one big pothole, my low profile tires are in a random state of being circular and not.

I also hung out with my friend, who truthfully for a while was draining the life out of me talking about all the issues with his family.

I get out afterwards and do some errands and end up going home to somewhat unwind (and continue with this weeks challenge). I turn on the old tele and there is a special on about homeless teens. I was watching it and I realized that my so called worry and problems weren't really problems. Yeah, I mean there are things that I have to be aware of and bills and such that I have to pay, but truthfully after seeing what other people are going through, I can't say my life is all that bad.

There was another trailer for a new show coming out in March about these millionaires who go out and live in some of the most impoverished areas in the US. They live amongst people who are really struggling and they each pick one and give them money. Enough money to change their lives.

The other day, a gentlemen came into where I work and he was waiting outside for 2 hours. We had opened late due to the crazy amount of snow we had been getting. I had helped him before. If you saw him, you could tell he was just made of money. He had gold bracelets and Cartier glasses. Very expensive overcoat. I mean, I have helped upscale clientele before but what struck me about this guy was how grateful he was. Everything I did for him he would proclaim "thank you, thank you." There was a sincerity in his voice and he just seemed honestly thankful. He wasn't originally from the US and spent half his time here and half in Nigeria. It was just a pleasure to help him actually. It was actually very nice to know that people out there exist. I don't mean to come off jaded, but if he stands out to me, sadly he may be an anomaly...(hopefully not).

I have to admit. I get caught up in the game of blaming and criticizing and wishing I was somewhere else. There are many days that I am this oblivious person walking around not realizing how lucky I really am. It's nice to hit upon stories that remind us that we are more then our petty dramas. And for those stories I say, "Thank You."