View life through the windshield, not the rear view mirror.
Years ago, in another lifetime, almost, I missed so many happy family times because of the jealousies and pettiness of people around me. If I viewed life through the rear view mirror I would have reason to be depressed every day. But, by seeing life through the windshield, I anticipate every curve that life throws my way and I enjoy each blessing that comes my way, too. Our family has had it's share of curves, but the blessings have far outweighed them!
As someone so aptly put it..."I am too blessed to be depressed!".
With Christmas just a matter of a few weeks away I am so grateful for the chance to spend it with my son and his wife and children. This will be my second Christmas with them.
My eight year old grand daughter said to me on Friday, "Grandma, there really is a Santa Clause, isn't there, it's my family!" I readily agreed. I enjoy playing Santa, don't you?
Have a lovely day!