no complaints

no complaints

In March, a car reversed into my front end and left me with whiplash.

In May, a car forgot to stop at a stoplight and slammed into my backend leaving me with whiplash and a concussion.

And last week, my windows got shattered as everything of value was stolen while being parked at Multnomah Falls.

I’ve felt very complainy lately.  Like, I notice myself in conversations sharing about the woes of life. 

But that’s life, it’s woeful, it’s beautiful, it’s all the things.

And I decided I didn’t want to keep walking away from conversations feeling like I just unloaded on someone so that maybe they’ll have pity on me?  Or I just feel better for complaining?  But I don’t.

So I decided to go a month with being only thankful, looking for the good, and only complaining if I’m with my therapist :)

freaks of nurture

freaks of nurture

if you sit

if you sit