Aug 10, 2009 21:41
When things look so bad for ourselves, something happens to show us it could be worse.
I moved out in April. I'll be getting a divorce at some point. It makes me sad, but it is what I need to do. I've done a good job at avoiding telling too many people about it. Then today I found out my best friend from high school's cousin died last Thursday. I watched him grow up each summer at the county fair. He was only 29. He had cystic fibrosis. Anyhow, I compare that to what I am going through now...
Guess it does not compare now does it?
Goodnight.