Well, here we are at the end of another year. All and all, it has been a good year. Yes, I can complain about all the bad and sad things that have happened. I could complain about the aggravating and frustrating events that have taken place. I could even complain about not getting my way but, you know what, why should I?
Why should I complain? I am still on this earth to live another day. Toward the end of this year, we have lost a few family members, some by their choosing, others didn't have a choice. We have also lost a few friends, all of whom didn't have a choice. Complain, why complain? My sister has had neck surgery and is suffering from fibromyalgia. The neck surgery is only a temporary fix for her ailment and the fibromyalgia will be with her the rest of her life. She has been very brave and doesn't complain. Complain, why should I complain?
Why should I complain? We have had a family member taken to the very edge of death through treatment for Hodgkin's. That same family member made a few poor decisions not too long ago. There is a huge price to pay for both decisions. He is getting well, he has a beautiful young son that idiolizes him. If any body had a reason to complain, he does. He has been hit with Hodgkin's 3 times, he has lost a wife, his ex-fiance has been steeling from his bank account, and he is now jobless as a result of his poor decision. He doesn't complain and neither will I.
What good is complaining? It only extends any worrying and unhappiness. I have sat around long enough feeling sorry for myself because I have had a health issue or 2. I have made myself miserable. Has the complaining done me any good? Heck, no. I am stopping now and doing something positive to regain the health I have enjoyed all my life while I still have time to do that. Complaining is just getting in the way of that.
Is complaining doing me any good? I have been a bitch to my husband just because he didn't get me something for Christmas to open, something that I didn't know I was getting. I felt so disappointed because I have done so much for him and the son-in-law over the last 5 months and I felt like neither of them thought of me. Well, the son-in-law didn't but that doesn't matter, he isn't high priority in my life. I know my husband was thinking of me as he helped me with getting our home ready for guest and helped me cook the food we ate on Christmas Eve. So what, he didn't get me that big surprise Christmas present. Why complain? He is a good man and I am lucky to have him. He takes care of me and is very unselfish. If I keep complaining like I have, I could lose him and then what would I have? Nothing. Complain, nope, it isn't doing me any good. It is time to stop.
Complaining has become a way of life for some people. Those people are never happy. Nothing is ever right. They don't understand why no one wants to be around them for long. The negativity of complaining has taken over every aspect of their life. Is that how I want my life? I have a low tolerance for complaining and I have been doing my fair share of it over the last few months. It is time to stop, I don't want to be unhappy and I want people to like me and want to be around me. Complaining is not going to become a way of life for me.
Complain? Should I complain? Why? Why should I complain?
My life is very, very good as compared to many other peoples lives that have little control over the bad luck and uncontrollable events that may happen to them. I am very lucky to have what I have and I am going to enjoy it with out COMPLAINING. :)
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