what a week...

i am one of those people who has constant bad luck (all my friends will agree with this one). when i have a bad day it really is baddd. one thing after another... it usually will never turn around until i wake up the next day. last week it didnt turn around for the whole week... just a tidbit of what went on- i ran into a door creating a gross black and blue bruise on my forehead (each day it actually got bigger which i didnt understad), my car got towed ($150), my ride back from the salt lake center didnt show up and i got a ride in a car thats back windows were stuck down (i was blasted with snowy air for 1 hour), i ripped a hole in favorite tights and then one in my favorite shirt... i could go on and on, seriously i could.
but last week i had a serious wake up call about self-pity.... i sometimes have a problem with this due to all the slightly humorous bad things that happen to me.... my friend meagan and i were watching this show called "born different: unbelievable medical conditions". it was really unbelievable. the people that were featured were coping with things that i could never handle. i saw these amazing, positive, upbeat, happy people going on with their lives acheiving great things. i felt like i was the lamest baby for complaining about small things or feeling sorry for myself. i cant believe that i am lucky enough to have the countless blessings that i do. just the fact that i can walk is amazing. meagan and i now joke when something bad happens to us we say "at least i have legs right!!". sometimes i get caught up in the negative but i really have sooo much positive to lean back on.