My dad was just telling me about a co-worker who also had a daughter dealing with an illness. However, instead of random panic attacks and chronic stomach aches, this other daughter is slowly losing her eyesight, and can't do anything to stop it. He said that that story could put things in perspective for me, when I'm feeling down about the state I'm in.
I told him that when I'm having a good day, its easy for me to realize..it's obvious to me that there are people out there who are FAR worse off then me.
"When I'm having a good day, I know there are people out there kidnapped and stored away in cellars, and people with cancer..but in the midst of an attack.."
"..Just give me the cancer! Because that would be way easier then THIS", we joked. Half joked.
Then my aunt calls, and they talked for a good long while.
She has leukemia.
Perspective.
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