How is it that we let ourselves get so caught up in so many things that simply don’t matter?
All night I’ve been frustrated…
The house is a mess.
The kids are misbehaving.
Magoo’s mittens are missing, so I have to go buy new ones before school tomorrow.
Someone was rude; someone won’t listen; someone offended my easily offended sensibilities.
And so I lie in bed, self-righteous, indignant, flustered.
And then I click on the internet and I read a blurb about a little girl who is about to lose her fight to cancer.
And I choke on it all. On my pettiness and my ingratitude and my tears and my fears and all the rest of the bull shit. Because that’s all any of it is… Bull shit. Crap I won’t remember two years or more than likely even two days from now.
This world we live in is serious business. Life and death. Tragedy. Broken lives and broken hearts.
Let’s just be grateful for what we have before life decides to show us how much we have to lose.