Lately, I have been really good about complaining. It is easy. There is a lot to complain about. Every day, in fact, it seems there is something new I could complain about.
But I need to stop.
I don't like complainer me. I like joyful me. I like the person I am when I am assuming the best of people, not picking out their flaws. I like the person I am when I am encouraging others, not complaining to them about everything. I really need to find that person again.