Be grateful

I get to feeling so sorry for myself sometimes for no good reason. I think it's just somethign wacky with my chemical genetic make-up. I had one of those moments tonight. I kept getting really upset with how my husband was acting. He wasn't being over the top mean but I was taking it to the extreme. Tonight we loaded up several bags and took them to Goodwill. When we drove up I noticed there was a bike laying on it's side. I didnt think anything of it at the time. We unloaded our bags and got back in the truck. My husband asked me if I noticed the man in the dumpster....I hadn't. I was too caught up in my own pity party and I didn't notice someone who had it worse off than I did. I started crying...crying about the way I felt, crying for the shame I felt for the way I acted, crying for the man digging in the dumpster and riding a bike to get to where he wants to go. When I got home my son said he'd left me something sweet on my myspace. I logged on and noticed a friend had posted a bulletin. I visited his site and noticed some blogs he'd written that I hadn't read yet. My friend has been fighting a brain tumor for several years now. He had participated in relay for life. He was describing how touched he felt and how he finally realized what a horrible disease he had been fighting. I broke down again. My dear sweet friend has never felt sorry for himself one single day for the last 10 years. He walks around with a 1/4 of his brain missing with a smile on his face. I have all of my brain and still manage to find some reason to feel sorry for myself. How shallow am I. I'm glad God sent those signs to me and I'm thankful that I could take them and use them to realize what a beautiful life that I have. Thanks God!!!