Complaining

     Originally, this post was going to be me complaining.  I have some rants at the moment, and things that are seriously irritating.  I could go on and on, but I won't.  Instead, I took a moment to reflect on the fact that I was complaining.  

     Three months ago, I had complaints about my life in South Africa.  Now, I have complaints about my life in America.  If I were to move to Nicaragua I would have complai
nts about that, too.  We are so likely to complain.  I haven't decided yet whether that's entirely a bad thing, but it's an observation I've made.  No matter how good our situation, "the grass is greener over there".  
     But the reality is, we live in an imperfect world.  Humans mess up, rules are screwed up, and the whole world isn't looking up; that isn't going to change.  Wherever we are, we'll find something to complain about.  That's my reflection for today...