I’m Suffering
For some reason, lately, every time I turn on the radio, some news
reporter is telling me how much the American economy is suffering.
For example, I am told that the
housing market is terrible and that I am struggling to sell my house.
Maybe they’re referring to the sellers of the
house I bought, who had it on the market all of two days before I snapped it
up. (I had to make a bid quickly,
because houses are selling like wildfire where I live. The last house we bid on, we lost the
bid. Oh well! My current house is better anyway!)
They are telling me that gas
prices are higher than ever before. I haven’t noticed, as I live 3
minutes from my workplace, and the last time I had to buy gas was over a week
ago.
If this is a “suffering” bring it on, baby!
Today, I have a job doing something that I really love. We just bought a new house. And I’ve been happily married to one kick-ass husband for. .
. Wow! over 5 years now. Has it been that long?
I really don’t care for people who tell me that I’m just lucky — the jealous
ones who think that others get all the breaks. Lord knows, I’ve had my share of
poop from people, and I know that at any point, poop can happen again. But it’s
nice to be in a place I love again. It’s especially nice to know that my hard
work was not for naught.
God really does help those who help themselves. And when I mean God, I mean all
the people who believed in me, and gave me a chance when they could have just
as easily turned me away. It’s truly Divine when people can see something in
you that is yet to be.
I find it foreign that American-born citizens have been taught to believe that
everyone in other countries hates the United States. If that were the case, then
I wonder why my relatives haven’t gone back to their respective countries. Or
why my friends from Poland, Cuba, India, Bulgaria, Japan, China, Singapore,
Taiwan, Korea, Vietnam, the former U.S.S.R., and even France (I could go on and
on), don’t feel the need to return to their countries.
My voice may not be very loud, but I felt it had to be said.
The only people I see hating the U.S. are people who have something to gain by
saying that the country is in ruin, and that they can make it better.
Politicians don’t make a country better.
Its people do.