I mean it. Yesterday's events, having all my money stolen from my bank account, sucks, and hard. But honestly? I was much more bothered by having my car broken into and losing possessions that meant a lot to me. Money is meaningless as a possession; it's what you can do with it that matters, and how not having any can affect you. Perspective shift. I would, and kinda did, give up all my money to be healthy. (Replacing a hip ain't cheap, and I wasn't overly funded to begin with.) I'm sure we can all think of something(s) for which we'd give up all our material wealth.
People who are complete strangers to me have been very kind and helpful these last two days. They didn't have to be, no matter what sense of entitlement I may have about this theft. That's something to be thankful for. And I have people who do know me, love me and care about my well-being. I'm not going to end up homeless or go hungry. In fact, I get to go to a hockey game tomorrow! Yes, this experience has totally sucked rocks, and I have very unkind thoughts directed toward the perps. (I like that word, perps!) But my life is still good, and nothing they did has taken that away from me. I'm gonna hold onto the positive realizations while I do what I gotta do to get past this.
My point is this: The holidays, and life, really, aren't about things we have, or want, or lose. It's about sharing love and happiness, the best we can. At least, that's the way I think it should be.
Happy Holidays and may 2011 treat everyone better than 2010!