BeautifulGarbage's post about the rocks and Beck's post about living life over again reminded me of something that I have on my refrigerator that I try to live by. It says:
I am thankful.....
For the teenager who is not doing dishes and watching TV, because that means he is at home, not on the streets.
For the taxes that I pay, because it means that I am employed.
For the mess to clean after a party, because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.
For the clothes that fit a little too snug, because it means I have enough to eat.
For my shadow that watches me work, because it means I am out in the sunshine.
For a lawn that needs mowing, windows that need cleaning, and gutters that need fixing, because it means I have a home.
For all the complaining I hear about the government, because it means that we have freedom of speech.
For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot, because it means I am capable of walking and that I have been blessed with transportation.
For my huge heating bill, because it means I am warm.
For the lady behind me in church that sings off key, because it means I can hear.
For the pile of laundry and ironing, because it means I have clothes to wash.
For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day, because it means I have been capable of working hard.
For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours, because it mean that I am alive.
And what's the use in living if you spend your whole life complaining, so always try to look at the bright side.