A friend of
mine commented on my last blog by telling me about his latest mishaps – serious
injuries and broken bones (yah – you know who you are!). While I sat there
whining like a 3 year old who just woke up cranky from her nap about my cold
and my flu, he was hobbling on crutches, covered in bruises (probably – I didn’t
see a picture but I can imagine) and in a heck of a lot more pain than me. It was just a short and sweet comment about a matter of perspective, sent
privately, but it made me think, and think a lot.
It’s so
easy to fall into the ‘woe is me’ trap, and we seem to do it all the time. Just check your friends' daily posts on
Facebook – it’s full of it! Got a bobo?
– Woe is me; got a scratch on your car? – Woe is me; got a mean boss at work? –
Woe is me; a bad hair day? – Woe is me (speaking of bad hair days – I haven’t seen
a hairdresser in 5 months – and every day is a bad hair day...but I digress). Why do we do that? All of us have a home, a bed, plenty of food,
and a flat screen TV (OK - I don't have a flat screen TV but I'm sure I'm an anomaly here). Compare that to any shanty town in India, or refugee camp
in the Middle East or any war torn region. They don’t have a flat screen TV, or
enough food, and their shelter and beds are tenuous at best. They’d be happy to be in our situation, no
matter how bad we think it is. A cold?
What about those that have no access to any medical care and have a life-threatening
injury or disease? They’d be happy with just a cold. A scratch on your
car? Hey – you have a car! – enough said!
A mean boss at work? So? You have a job! Quit yer bitching! A bad hair day? What is your problem? – we don’t care about your hair (or mine!) – It’s
immaterial (my favorite accounting term).
And yes, I totally
agree with you! I am just as guilty as anyone else of the same pitfalls – I can
complain and whine as well as anybody else.
And really – take a refugee, bring him to Canada, give him a house,
food, job, medical care, car, big screen TV - that same person will find
himself complaining about his cold to his friends in no time. We forget the big picture. We forget to put
things in perspective. Sometimes we just
have to step back and take a few minutes to remember what we have to be
thankful for.
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