This post started as something completely different, and yet similar. As much of my life has.

I have spent many years relishing self-pity. Wallowing in that pre-mordial soup of woe is me.

These days, I tend to look a less than positive emotions as something you allow yourself to experience. Get right down into it and really FEEL it. Smell it. Taste it. For a few minutes.

And then move on. It sounds pretty simple. And at times it is. But there are those times when I need a little something extra to get me out of the ooze, and back on the ground.

I think of all of the people I know. Lol….this might make me sound so Pollyann-ish but it works. For me.

I know teachers, musicians, artists, photographers, nurses, truck drivers, radio show hosts, mothers, fathers, children, grandparents, aunts, uncles, sons, daughters, IT experts, financial consultants, doctors, lawyers, para-legals, farmers, business owners, contractors, liberals, conservatives, christians, wiccans, pagans, ex-military, current military, police officers, EMT’s, mechanics, social workers, writers.

Fascinating people. All bright, intelligent people…except for those who voted for Trump…had to get that in there.. you knew it was coming, or else you do not know me.

Every person I have the pleasure of knowing is amazing. How can anyone feel sorry for themselves knowing all of these amazing people?

Appreciation, and gratitude is what saves me every time.

For each and every one of you who has entered my life, and made an impact. You save me on a daily basis.