*I wrote this about myself. It's not completely about my diabetic life. I've been dealing with some terrible TMJ issues lately and I needed to redirect my brain to the positive. :)
I walk around all day feeling sorry for myself.
I wonder if normal will ever reveal itself.
I go through the motions, I’m barely even there.
I think I’ve done all I can do, to give my family care.
I think how no one understands why I am always sad.
I think that I’m alone and no sympathy is had.
I wonder why no one cares to ask about my life,
Of how my day is going, or even wonder of my strife.
I paint a picture of a life that is bitter, tired and sad.
But truth be told, when push comes to shove, my life is not so bad.
I take for granted everyday my sons smiles and their glee.
I take for granted all that is done to help my family.
I take for granted that there are those who treat me oh so dear.
I take for granted my husband’s love, he always makes it clear.
I take for granted that I’m strong enough to do what I need to do.
I take for granted, when it comes to T1, the world just doesn’t have a clue.
I take my house for granted, and the warmth it provides for me.
I take my God for granted as he listens to my pleas.
I take for granted I can walk, and see my boys each day.
I take for granted I can laugh and giggle while they play.
I mostly take for granted all the blessings that we have,
So is it any wonder that no sympathy is had?
Why would one feel sorry for one who has it all?
I have a family who is wonderful and we always have a ball.
I have what I’ve always wanted, so now’s the time to be content.
I can’t live this way anymore, I must the bad forget.
For surely you can understand, and for this I am truly glad,
That in my life, it is clear, that the good outweighs the bad.
It’s all about perspective and not seeing all the good.
It’s all about focusing on what I think I should.
Shall I continue to hate the things that throw a wrench into my plans?
Or shall I count my blessings and continue doing what I can.
I can’t control those around me or the world I see.
But I can control one important thing, and friends, that thing Is me.
Feeling sorry for myself will only tear me down.
I’m sick and tired of my face and this insipid frown.
I’m going to stop taking for granted my life and my family,
It’s time for me to make a stand and start living happily.
Pity party’s over…
It’s time to take in the view
Let not the sadness tarry
To my cheer, I will be true.