As I am sure everyone has, there are days when I am just so annoyed and every little thing sets me off. I can’t lie, this typically coincides with days that my three-year-old is being a handful. You can only hear so many tantrums before you start to feel like having one yourself. Or what about the days when you are already running late and frazzled and realize that you forgot this or that and now you are even more late. It’s easy to think what a crappy day you are having and have a little pity party, I know I have attended more than one. However, looking at the whole picture, I have to attempt I have it pretty good.
What you might be saying, is Erin being optimistic? I am a self-proclaimed glass half empty kind of girl (I said this yesterday and a friend said “no” in a mocking tone). Right now I know two different families that are going through such heartbreak that it makes my “bad days” look like a joke. Family number one is dealing with a nasty tumor that is offering an average lifespan of 8 years. I can’t imagine being given those numbers and this family has three little ones under four. The second family has a little boy less than two weeks old who stopped breathing last week and has been in the hospital ever since. He isn’t able to breathe on his own for long and there doesn’t look like there is much that can be done for him. He doesn’t seem to be in pain and his family can hold him, but tears spring to my eyes just typing about him. It makes my morning of children screaming because they just want me to spend time with them look like a walk in the park not the nightmare I had made it out to be in my head. I guess all it takes is just a little change in perspective…
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