see...

so wrapped in a steel gauze of our own myopic making
we rail against life and all its injustices
why me... how come... not fair... wah wah...
negative negative... and two negatives a positive most certainly do not make
then something happens outside your little bubble of Id
you see true trials
you see true struggle
you see true strength and grace under circumstances that would bring most to their knees
and you do not hear why me... how come... not fair...
you hear instead I am holding up well,
we will get through this
you hear laughter through pain,
strength when it would seem none could be found.
and you look at yourself with no small shame, and cut away the gauze, stop whining and complaining
breathe deep and count blessings
push away the negative and forge forward for what counts
and stand strong to help the ones who need you.

Get better Norm... you are strong... we are waiting for you.
xo