There are a few things in life that really get under my skin, one of which is complaining.
Yes, I complain sometimes, but it doesn’t last too long at all before I put myself in check.
There was a story this week that really touched my heart and like many other stories out there made me take another look around at my life and the lives of others around me.
Lacey Holsworth, an eight year old girl took her last breath last week. Holsworth had neuroblastoma, a fetal-nerve cell cancer that took her life at a very young age. She went through rounds and rounds of chemotherapy, lost her hair and wore a bright blond wig. Her family and friends told press that she was so courageous through it all, smiling all the time. She didn’t complain much although she was in pain and tired for the past couple years. Her legacy started when Holsworth became friends with Michigan State’s Adreian Payne and accompanied him throughout the Spartans’ run to the Big Ten championship and the NCAA tournament. Payne became best friends with Holsworth; she called him her “Superman.”
This is what I am talking about. People complain too much about their lives and how bad they are. If you really took a step back and took a long hard look at your situation, you would, I hope, begin to see that your life is not half bad. When I think about complaining, I always remember to tell myself, someone else has it worse. I know of a few people that will totally disagree with me, but this is my own opinion.
I woke up this morning and got out of bed, although I was tired and didn’t feel like it, I did. Someone else wasn’t that fortunate and didn’t wake up.