How blessed I am...

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Yesterday afternoon I was feeling sort of sorry for myself.  My wheel started spinning and all I could see for a while is the things that aren't how I'd like them to be in my life.  The things I don't have were overshadowing the things I do.  Sometimes it seems that everyone else breezes through life getting all their little hearts desire and enjoying every minute.  {Especially in this blog world.}  I couldn't help but feel like somehow I was being slighted.

I knew as I was having these feelings that it wasn't true.  But, I still felt them.

Then, I had a conversation with someone who brought me back down to reality.  Yes, we have had {and do have} our fair share of struggles, but I am so very blessed.

• I have a God who loves me and who has a plan for me.  I may not know the plan, but he does.  {This is something I struggle with constantly.  I am a bit of a control freak, and I really need a plan.   Not having a plan makes me crabby.  Learning to trust in God's plan has been challenging to say the least.}  
• I have a husband who is my biggest fan.  He has always believed in me, even when I haven't.  {Not to mention, I have a husband.  He freakin' survived cancer.  He's my hero.}
• We have family who love us, and they're all here to love.
• We have the best friends in the entire world.  {There was a time when good friends were scarce, and I'm so grateful that is no longer the case.  God has blessed us beyond measure in the friend department.}
• We have a beautiful home that we love.  We've worked hard for it, and the sacrifices we've made have taught us just how much we can accomplish together.  
• We have the sweetest kitties in the world.  I love them.
• I get to go pick pumpkins this weekend!  You know it's one of my favorite things in the world.
• I get to paint things for people to treasure.  It makes me so happy.
• I have hope in tomorrow.  

I'm sure I've posted very similar things in the past.  Sometimes I just have to remind myself.  

Do you ever find yourself thinking this way, feeling sorry for yourself?  How do you cope with those feelings?

Now that I've written this post, it feels sort of ridiculous that I was even feeling that way.  I'm embarrassed that I could ever forget, even for a second how blessed I am.