The economic implosion of 2008 that left so many Las Vegas families jobless and with little hope of finding another, really didn’t happen here in this part of Wyoming where we now live. This bothers my husband. Not because the people here didn’t feel the pain and frustration of the past four years we suffered through, but because most don’t seem to appreciate how lucky they are to simply have a job.
My husband’s lunch breaks are filled with men complaining. They complain about the hours, the bosses, the meetings, the remedial tasks they must perform for safety purposes. They never have anything positive to say.
Don’t be like these men. At this Christmas season and beyond, remember there is always, always, always something to be thankful for. When you learn to temper your speech and daily actions to reflect this creed, joy will abound in your life. Don’t let it take a catastrophe for you to recognize the blessings in your life. Enjoy them now.