I found something out a while back that seems to be true. I know I’m not the first person to think about this by any means. However, when I tell people my particular mindset, they stop, tilt their heads to the side, and say, “Hmm. Yeah, you’re right.” That specific something was that everything is relative. I know. It’s a gift, really. Think about it. My dissatisfaction with the twenty extra pounds I have on me is ludicrous compared to the woman who can’t win the obesity battle due to multiple, medical issues. My frustration with my sons when they won’t give me some space is heartbreaking to the mom who just lost her only child. My desire to purchase new items for my home is pathetic when I realize many people would just like to have a home. The women who mentor me are amazing. I don’t get to spend much “face” time with one of them since the Oklahoma/Texas state line separates us. Nonetheless, she is on my mind quite often, and I take every chance I can get to have a few minutes in her presence. She’s one remarkable woman. Many years ago she told me something that I’ve never forgotten and use often. I was complaining about something and how hard my life was, when she chimed in and said, “Well, things could be worse. You could be on fire.” Every single one of y’all just had a picture of yourselves on fire, didn’t you? And you thought about how bad that would feel, didn’t you? And now? You’re happy with your life because you are indeed NOT ON FIRE. You’re welcome.