Why so….miserable??

If you are a fan of The Golden Girls, then you certainly don’t need an introduction to one Miss Frieda Claxton.

To quote the late and great Sophia Petrillo, “…Frieda Claxton is a miserable, vile, scum-sucking crank who gives nice old ladies like me a bad name.”

She was a horrible woman, who in her own words once said, “I have no use for people, and I never have.”

OK, I get it…she was a TV character, so she can be excused. My question is, what the hell is wrong with the real sour pusses of the word? How is it possible that your lives are so miserable, you see fit to make everyone else’s just as bad? Just look at the way you act towards others on public transportation, on the highways, at work, on the sidewalks, in the super market….I just don’t get it.

I live with the motto, life is too short. And yes, it can be downright awful at times, but Jesus, why do you have to work so hard trying to bring others down with you?

Take my Mom. She never had it easy. A single Mom at a young age, who worked hard and also took care of her father, and made sure I had everything I needed to succeed in life. Did she have her vices, of course. Did they eventually lead to her death? Sadly, yes. But in the end at least she didn’t hold a grudge against the world for her problems. She just faced them on a daily basis, and when she could, sneaked in a little time for herself.

Take another friend of mind. He certainly hasn’t had it easy. Some in his position, may have given up by now and gone down a path of self destruction. Instead, he’s doing what he can, working really hard every day, to rebuild his life one smile at a time. It’s very rare I don’t seen him smiling or saying something positive, or even laughing…when in reality he could have just given a big fat “F You” to the world or worse. People like him totally inspire me and remind me that life is truly a gift of experiences — some good, some bad…and that the only way you can get thought it is with a little laughter, humility and a strong desire not to bitch, moan and wonder aloud, “why me?”

If the world had a few more people that like, it would be a far better place.

Just a few thoughts for a snowy…Monday morning.