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How to get your perspective snapped the hell around [Dec. 29th, 2006|03:45 pm]
Zoethe
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I was making frantic, last-minute-before-the-holiday calls to people to provide documents we need to finish a filing that must be done on Tuesday. Finally got ahold of the last woman from whom I needed something. After explaining what I needed, I said to her, half laughing, "and guess where I'm spending my holiday weekend!?"

"In the office?"

"You got it."

"Well," she answered, a bit bitterly, but not unkindly. "I'm spending it at the funeral parlour. Want to trade?"

I thanked her for reminding me how lucky I am. She was really good about it.

I'm slinking off to count my blessings.
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[User Picture]From: kathrynrose
2006-12-29 09:04 pm (UTC)
At work I used to sit next to a woman who had MS. One day I came in whining and moping about little sleep/money/whatever du jour. After I went on for a while, she replied softly, "I can't feel my feet."

Yeah, perspective.
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[User Picture]From: katzinoire
2006-12-29 09:13 pm (UTC)
Sometimes it's all a matter of perspective. I thank God for my blessings daily, even when I am mad at Him. :o)
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[User Picture]From: mollyblack
2006-12-29 09:43 pm (UTC)

Ah, the pain and the relativity...

We went to a funeral for our honeymoon.

My biological father gave me up for adoption because my mom refused to give in to him and have an abortion (hence why I'm only adopted on one side, by my adopted father - the man who married my mother). None of his side of the family will acknowledge me. My adopted father refused to acknowledge me for fifteen years.

Due to my fibromyalgia and the fact that a lot of drugs don't work properly on me, I live every day in pain.

And yet, after all that? I still know how lucky I am to live where I do, in the house that I do, with the husband that I have. It's full of pain and frustration...but I don't have bombs dropping on my head, or have to worry about buses blowing up, or even having clean drinking water or enough food to eat (when I can eat).

Perspective is a good thing.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2006-12-29 10:02 pm (UTC)

Re: Ah, the pain and the relativity...

There is definitely always someone who would gladly trade places. It's good to be reminded.
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[User Picture]From: cathawk
2006-12-29 11:27 pm (UTC)
Yikes. That will do it.
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[User Picture]From: ba1126
2006-12-30 11:28 pm (UTC)
When someone starts going into "pity-party" mode, a reality check is a good way to snap them out of it.
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[User Picture]From: laplor
2006-12-31 06:32 am (UTC)
I went through a sleet and freezing rainstorm to a lovely, festive (Church already decorated for Christmas) funeral on Saturday, after a poor young relative had some pretty drastic and urgent surgery on Friday. She may be home by New Years' and her Christmas dinner was a few sips of of water.

Sometimes we just need a kick in the pants to properly appreciate normal stuff.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2006-12-31 02:03 pm (UTC)
Wow, rough holiday season. My best for your young relative and for you as well.
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From: kbreen
2007-01-03 05:48 am (UTC)
It sounded as if you were just being friendly though - I wouldn't have said you were out of line.
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[User Picture]From: zoethe
2007-01-03 02:00 pm (UTC)
Oh, I don't think she thought I was. It was more commiseration and "I can top that." She was not unfriendly.
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