It's all relative

I just finished watching "Rent" on DVD. I saw it when the show came to Regina at the Centre of the Arts, but I have to admit I appreciated it much more this time. The last time it was so loud that I couldn't even understand what they were saying. This time, it was much better, and much more powerful. Watching the movie and seeing all of the problems that these people are going through (even if it is fiction), makes me think my life is definately not so bad. What the heck am I whining about? Sure I am overwhelmed and exhausted a lot of the time, but at least I have a job and an income, a loving husband and family, and I don't have HIV. It is all relative I suppose. My life feels bad sometimes to me, but it could always be worse. I could BE one of the people that I care for in the ICU. Yeah, I guess I should start focusing on what is really important. My life is pretty good. Cheers to good nights on call, purring kitties, great take-out, and good movies that make you think.