Last week I'm feeling pretty down. My writing hasn't been going good. I just found out my knee is not so good which means no soccer for me right now. Things haven't been going that great for my kids. I was definitely in the throes of crybabyitis, but then something happened.
We got a call at six in the morning - my brother in law had unexpectedly passed away.
Suddenly all of my whining and complaining about my life felt inconsequential. Is that the right word?
I don't tell you this to make you feel bad. I tell you this so that you don't drown yourself in self pity when things don't seem to be going well, which is what I was doing. I tell you this so that you don't take those you love for granted. I tell you this so that you treasure each day - good or bad.
I tell you this to give you perspective.
So go tell your spouse or friend or mom or dad that you love them, because really that's what matters.