This morning I woke up and everything was going wrong. I cant really get into details, but everything that could go wrong, did go wrong.
I went on twitter and pouted for a while about how horrible my life is and wah wah wah, poor me. And then I went for a four hour nap with my youngest son who was home with a migraine.
Then I woke up and remembered I have a friend who recently lost her daughter, whose son is in a coma, still fighting to wake up, and I realized that the little crappy bits in my life are nothing, NOTHING compared to what others are dealing with. The thousands and thousands and THOUSANDS of homeless in Japan, the mothers who have lost children, who am I to complain? Really.