COMPLAINTS

So often we complain at the least little thing......a nail breaking, not enough money, gained wt., a bad hair day, etc., etc., etc. Some of you know that several weeks ago I found out that I have three bulging discs, spine damage, an inflamed sciatic nerve and a few more little problems. Just this week I started riding the ETHRA bus service which is available to the general public but is most often used by people on Tenncare or welfare, people who have serious body traumas and can not drive or the elderly who have nobody in their lives. If you think you have something to complain about......call ETHRA and take a ride on one of their buses. Until you have reached into your designer handbag to pull out your $12. cash to pay for your ride and see after you a woman dressed in rags pull her welfare card from an old brown paper bag.......until you sit rubbing you slightly sore leg thinking you are in pain and turn to see the driver loading a younger man who is missing a leg.....until you have felt sorry for yourself for having to get up, get dressed and ride a bus to therapy three days a week and then ride with several people of all ages who have to go five days a week for three hours or more to have dialysis..........until you have felt sorry for yourself for being lonely (even though you have family who call you and e mail you every day) and then you find yourself sitting beside a truly lonely old lady who has nobody...NOBODY in her life and has such a sad little wrinkled face..........until you have experienced that, you won't realize that you have NOTHING to complain about at all and you will thank GOD that you are so blessed. It can ALWAYS be worse, I tell you.