My friend Liz started talking about this in her MySpace blog the other day, but I think it warrants having more than one person write about it, because it's such a valid thing:
Why is it that people (as a whole) spend a lot of time worrying about what they don't have instead of what they do have? How come everyone has to be like "well, I'm not good enough, because my car is a 2003 Hyundai and my co-worker drives a brand new 2006 Nissan"? Okay, I don't feel that way about my co-workers Nissan, because I'm not really a Nissan fan (sorry to all of you Nissan owners out there). But something along those lines. Instead of looking at all of the things other people have, people need to be able to sit back and say "Wow... I have a roof over my head, I have food on the table, I have clothes that fit and look nice..."
I am starting to run into situations at work that have made me much more aware of what I have. Yesterday, I interviewed a woman who has 4 kids. Every time I've seen the oldest daughter, which is 4 times now, she's been wearing the same teeshirt. Now, it could just be the way the days have happened to fall, but it kind of makes me wonder. We have clients who are homeless, we have clients who are jobless, we have clients who have been abused in every way you can think of, we have clients that are victims of domestic violence... I could go on for quite a while. In my case, I have to say that I am exceptionally grateful, because I have a home, a good job, I had a loving family as a child, I have a wonderful husband.
When I was little (and I'm going to sound like I'm stealing this from Liz), I had parents who read to me, I had three square meals a day, and snacks in the afternoon, I was given all of these opportunities, like being able to horseback ride, go skiing, play sports through out my entire childhood, right through senior year in college... (This part I AM stealing from Liz) I was able to go to the doctors for a physical once a year (and able to go when I was sick too!), I had regular dentist appointments. I got cake and presents every year on my birthday.
Like I keep repeating in my posts over and over again, God doesn't give us more than we can handle. I guess this goes back to my post about why do some people get such crap dealt to them, while others end up with such great circumstances? I, for one, need to be more grateful for the circumstances that I have, rather than constantly trying to compare my life with someone elses.
Okay - off the heavy topic now. I guess it's funny that I'm about to write about this, because of what I just wrote, but John and I got preapproved for a mortgage yesterday, which was happy. Saturday we're going to do a marathon viewing of some houses, two in Northwood and three in New Durham. I'm really excited about going - I don't even think John knows how excited I am about the whole thing! I've seen a couple that, in pictures, I REALLY like, so I'm hoping I like them just as much when we get there. I was talking to my friend Theresa the other night, and I was telling her that, although it may sound stupid, I'll know when it's the right house when I can picture myself running and sliding down the hallway in my socks. I know, crazy right? Anyway, so that's really exciting.
Thursday I start line dancing with Sarah L. That should be fun too - I'm just hoping the weather doesn't get all bad and they cancel the class. Of course, I'm also slated to be in a training tomorrow here in Concord, so if the weather gets bad, I'm still going to have to drive to the office if they cancel that, then I'm the one who gets screwed.
Alright, that's all for now. I'll keep y'all posted on the house hunt!
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