you mean… I'm not actually special?
And I think that's key to happiness, be happy for what you do have, instead of unhappy about what you don't have. Couple years ago, I ended up in the chemo/cancer ward, I had an infection in my leg due to surgery, and they told me it might have to come off. And there were some dark days. Well I went 7 days a week for 6 weeks, and I kicked it. But when I started there were kids, young women, old farts, there was a young gal that I saw every few days, probably pretty nice looking back when, before the wig and heavy makeup trying to hang on to a degree of normalcy, she told me this was her last chance, she had four weeks left in chemo, if it didn't work, they told her to prepare for the inevitable. I never saw her again. So one day I had a little talk with myself, "listen you sonofa b*tch, people all around dying, kids, people that have kids, and you're butt hurt about losing a leg? Suck it up buttercup, and shut up." It's all about perspective.
Wife has same attitude. 12 years ago she tripped in our back yard, hit her head on a brick wall, fell down face first on a huge landscaping rock, broke her Neck in 3 places, disc 3,4,5. Should have been dead right there. Doctors and nurses said she was a walking miracle. Less than 5 percent live through that Let alone walk. Has nerve damage, a limp and pain every day. Changed her whole look out on life. Refuses to take and drugs.
). The old florist I worked for when putting myself thru college said back in his day many families spent more on funeral flowers than weddings. I don't recall exactly what he said but do recall that unscrupulous florists and funeral home directors weren't shy about "reminding" the family that this was gonna be the last memory anyone would have of their loved one and didn't they want to make sure everyone could see how much the deceased was loved by his/her family ...
AND a dog who loves us, a couple of cats who allow us to pet them on occasion and chickens who will lay eggs for us as long as we remember to leave their nightlight on a few nights a week. I mean, seriously, how much better can any one person have it?? (And no, I'm not being sarcastic this time.)
I tell a close friend all the time, God must have a plan for him, and ya'll as well, I wont go into all the details it would take about 5 paragraphs to elaborate, however suffice to say in the past 12 yrs he has been in 1 bike and 4 auto accidents, (none his fault) that the Drs have said should have taking his life. He takes about 35-40 pills a day to exist, forced to med retire at 52, was 49 when the first accident happened. He can barely walk with a cane and cannot drive himself, but he does every day what he can,, and for him its quite a bit.
