Well off I went, or limped, to the local drug store because it was the closest and quickest for said creamer. I parked my car carefully away from others as I always do, in hope of not getting my doors dinged. As I approached the store to go in I saw a person with a severe walking disability and so I slowed my step to allow them time to get to, and through the automatic doors ahead of me. It felt like it took forever and I thought maybe I should have just hurried passed them instead of waiting for them! I then entered after they did and quickly got my creamer and also snagged a few other items along the way to the check-out. I found myself now waiting behind someone who began counting out change to make their purchase. I started thinking "Oh great this should really take forever, and how quickly I achieve my purchases with my handy debit card!" I may have even let out a breath of disgust! Yes re-thinking it, I'm sure I must have! Eventually, my creamer was purchased, bagged and in hand as I headed out feeling a little peeved that the 'change counter' took so long! As I entered my car I saw the person that had paid with change leaving in a car that looked like it belonged at the junk yard, and it sounded like it too. I am really surprised that thing was even running, let alone drivable. I thought to myself, "I sure wouldn't like it if I had to drive that car!"
I started feeling a little shameful and also felt sorry, and well, not real happy...with myself. Ya know? I like to think that I am most often usually a good person, someone who's considerate, compassionate and sympathetic of others. But I realized up until that point that I wasn't being, and all I had been concerned with and wanted was my own self pity for my stubbed toe, and my self fulfillment of my wants, and I had been a little mad at the world. It was then at that moment too that I was saying "Thank you God" and feeling very grateful for the many blessings in my life!" Not just the material things, but my life as a whole and my love for, and from my family. How fortunate and grateful I truly am for that, and them. Also how much I truly do appreciate my nice car that I worry about where to park, and that my debit card is always money whenever I need it, and that my stubbed toe was something I would recover from, unlike the person with the severe walking disability.
More to the point, what I'm trying to say is...
Sometimes we need a reminder, or to remember that others have more to worry about or have it worse than we do. When I think of or see the problems and struggles that others have, it's a huge realization that I really don't have any problems, or anything at all to complain about! Nothing at all!
It's very humbling, when you have one of those days!...
~ Tammy ~
