Mom to Aly
08-12-2008, 05:35 PM
I have whined and moaned with the best of them, with reason and without (OK, maybe better than the best of them). But, recently, I have read about families with children who have been bitten by snakes, who might have heart problems, who are facing surgeries, lay offs, car accidents, etc.
And I feel like a
WIMP!!!!!!!!!!!
I ruptured two discs in my back a couple of years ago, and I felt like a wimp complaining to a friend who had had 4 ruptures and was in a wheelchair most of the time, with permanent pain, and she said something that put a lot into perspective for me--just because others hurt more or differently doesn't make your pain any less real.
While that is true, and I have had a hard time with some things lately, well, really, over the last few, several, OK, um, 30 or 40 years, I know that I am blessed (and I don't usually like to talk religiously, so that is a big thing for me to say). I adore my daughter, she is, for the most part, healthy, and we have each other. We have a wonderful relationship, and I know we always will. Her horrible, abusive dad is finally far enough away he can't be involved in her life anymore, and has been out long enough I think he is finally leaving her alone. And I've finally gotten my health in hand and am on the path to making it good.
So, I apologize, for all of the whining, the moaning, and all the rest. And I thank everyone on this board, for being so wonderful and supportive. And to all of those with problems that I know get you so down, I read your posts, and feel more than I can say for you--and pray for you, and send you the best wishes and thoughts I can, and hope things turn around for you soon.
And I feel like a
WIMP!!!!!!!!!!!
I ruptured two discs in my back a couple of years ago, and I felt like a wimp complaining to a friend who had had 4 ruptures and was in a wheelchair most of the time, with permanent pain, and she said something that put a lot into perspective for me--just because others hurt more or differently doesn't make your pain any less real.
While that is true, and I have had a hard time with some things lately, well, really, over the last few, several, OK, um, 30 or 40 years, I know that I am blessed (and I don't usually like to talk religiously, so that is a big thing for me to say). I adore my daughter, she is, for the most part, healthy, and we have each other. We have a wonderful relationship, and I know we always will. Her horrible, abusive dad is finally far enough away he can't be involved in her life anymore, and has been out long enough I think he is finally leaving her alone. And I've finally gotten my health in hand and am on the path to making it good.
So, I apologize, for all of the whining, the moaning, and all the rest. And I thank everyone on this board, for being so wonderful and supportive. And to all of those with problems that I know get you so down, I read your posts, and feel more than I can say for you--and pray for you, and send you the best wishes and thoughts I can, and hope things turn around for you soon.