You know, I was feeling way sorry for myself last night.  In fear that I would go on an eating binge, I drank a glass of wine and went to bed at 10:00. 

But this morning, I am reading the news headlines about Myanmar and China.  I'm imagining, being a mother in either of those two countries.  Do I know where my children are?  Are my children dead, sick, missing?  Can I keep them safe?  Do I have food, shelter, medication?  *feels shame* And here I am bitching and moaning about being old, having a chipped tooth and having back pain.  You know what?  I need to get a grip.  My life is hella good!  

I'm going to go hug my boys!!!