I had kind of a strange thought last night as I was not falling asleep. I guess it isn’t strange, maybe more insightful or centered. I don’t know. The only real problem I have is I’m broke, which sucks and all, but the people I care about are all safe, healthy and moderately sane. Knock on wood everyone stays that way.
All things considered the sanity is a little iffy in some of them but they aren’t homicidal maniacs. OK sanity is iffy in just about all of them, there is one niece who seems sane, but she might just be quiet. No matter they are the eccentric type crazy, but not so eccentric as to be non functional members of society, except maybe… never mind that isn’t the point. The point is as far real problems go I’m doing pretty well.
Sure I have concerns; will my son get good grades, is my mom OK by herself in that house with those stairs, will I ever rid the cats of their six legged friends. You know the usual stuff. The only thing that actually keeps me up at night is how I’m going to pay the bills this month.
Money comes and money goes. In terms of people in my life who care about me, I’ve got a treasure trove. I need to remind myself of this, and not let other people’s rulers be my measure.
