I started to post a comment on facebook about how excited I was to get the keys to our new home today, but I stopped. It seemed so senseless to be writing “Yay” when people who I truly care about are in pain right now. I hit the delete key and walked away thinking about a dear friend of mine that I saw holding a homeless and hungry sign by a freeway exit this morning. I struggled over the meager five dollars I had slipped into his hand before driving away in my comfortable, air conditioned car.
I also thought about our friend Allen who lost his son Monday to Leukemia. What a great kid Danny was!
I feel like an idiot for pouting over the $1,500 bill to fix my car last week, the flood in our new home, and the teacher who hates my guts. Although it all seemed like such a big deal at the time, it just seems so trivial right now.
