Yesterday I had a moan. By e-mail to GB. Rather ironic really. There he is, on the mainland having treatment and beginning to suffer the effects of it and I choose him to moan to. Fortunately we know each other well enough for our problems to usually evoke sympathy and not a 'You think you've got problems' competition.
When I thought about it I realised that moaning at anyone I know would be a bit unfair. For example - one friend is having health problems and has just learned she's to have injections for the rest of her life. She is feeling absolutely exhausted and overworked. Another friend is trying , unsuccessfully so far, to sort out house renovations and her partner has been told his job is moving to Australia. Then there is the friend who has been ill all winter and gets tired if she so much as walks uphill. Another friend is in the process of moving house and we all know how stressful that can be. And so it goes on. Few of us are lucky enough to sail through life. It just isn't designed that way.
I often hear folk who are hard up wondering why they can't win the lottery - and I'm among them., At the moment I'm going for the record number of weeks of buying a ticket (62 so far - that's 124 draws) without winning so much as a ten pound note. Such folk look at the lifestyles of the rich and famous and bemoan their lack of money to pay the bills. But how many of the rich and famous are any happier than any of us? They too have their illnesses, their relationship problems and their self-doubt . They too worry about money but instead of concern about this week's grocery bill it's wondering if buying that football club was a good idea or not.
So, if we cannot sail through life, we have to alter our attitude to it. And that's what I'm doing this morning.
Normally I look at flowers and if it's a force 4 breeze I wish they'd stay still to make it easier to photograph them. Today I looked and thought "Gosh, don't they look pretty nodding in the breeze like that!"
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