Perspective

From where I'm sitting today, life's pretty amazing. Pretty amazing, ok, most days are but it's all about perspective. And today, it looks good.
Now it's certainly not always good. There are days I'd love to throw a huge temper tantrum and actually get away with it. Unfortunately, I'm 38 and those are about 35 years ago age appropriate. Oh, but if I could, I so would some days. I get mad and cranky and sometimes even cynical. Like I said, it's all perspective.
I may have blogged about this once before but I've been thinking about a lot lately as I face my daily trails and tribulations. Do I choose to be happy and turn a situation around...or do I just get mad, pout and let things be ridiculously insane? I realized that it's all in what I choose, how I view the certain issue at hand or how I listen to a friend, a co worker or even my own children.
I have plenty I could use to pity myself. My parents were divorced before I can even remember, my step dad passed away before I even graduated, I've had "friends" stab me in the back and so on and so forth but many of us have experienced these types of things. And after all these things that could bring me down and have most certainly shaped my life and who I am today...I chose to find the bright side of things. So, my parents divorced, so that made me very close to my siblings and if you know anything about me then you know I really can't live without any of them. So, my step dad passed away at a most crucial time in my life and I was very angry but I know I am lucky to have had him in my life and the extended family he gave us still brings a lot of joy and fun to me.  So, I've been lied to, cheated and God only knows what else by so called friends. Youth, such a hard lesson to learn but I have no doubts about who I call a friend today. And so, from your perspective right now, you're thinking "I totally knew that Misty was nuts" and hey, that's your prerogative. But I'm not. I'm just well versed of the hardships of life and I choose to be happy. I recently had someone say to me that they were so proud of me because I made something of myself, that I had come so far, that I had come from nothing. Ah, perspective. I've never thought that about myself. I've always known I was someone special. Yes, even through all my adversities, I've known that I am loved and cared for. Instead of staying mad over this, I thought about it. I've concluded my life was pretty amazing and still is. God has seen to that. No, it's not perfect but I am loved and well cared for and always have been.
Yes, I get upset, I get down right mad. I may have been known to have a melt down (in the privacy of my own home) but life is good. Glory to God! I have many more fantastic memories of my childhood than bad, I have many life long friends that would give me the shirt off their back and I've met some incredible new friends along the way. I have an amazing husband who does everything in his power to make my life easier even if I don't always see it. My kids are absolutely golden. Yes, truly they are. They drive me totally bananas but they are really awesome kids. I'm lucky to have them. Like I said, it's all in the view and from where I'm sitting its pretty good.