At my “morning job,” I am on call to sit with a patient at the hospital if needed. Today it was a homeless man who attempted suicide. We aren’t supposed to text, play on our cell phones etc., so all I could do was sit and think. I’ve been pissing and moaning about my troubles when tnis man and many others have a whole lot worse problems than me.
I’ve also begun volunteering at the Salvation Army and am ashamed of myself for not being more thankful for what I do have.