You guys are all absolutely right. When you're in the moment and all that bling is in your face, it's hard not to wish you lived that guy's life but as I was driving home, the perspective came back to normal and I reminded myself that it is all relative and that I am lucky to have the things I do. I was actually on the phone with a friend and we were talking about winning the lottery. We joked that if we did we could have all those toys but we agreed that it wouldn't be real. What we have now, what and who we love now, and what and who loves us now, is what's real.

And about those crapholes I mentioned, I have been in many, many such places and always under bad circumstances so I can appreciate the people and the fact that they are just like anyone else trying to make a life for themselves. Just about on a daily basis I go into those kinds of homes. In many ways, I respect those who transcend those circumstances more than those born into more fortunate circumstances.

I know I'm lucky and I know I should be happy with what I have, and I am. Life is good. Sometimes it takes seeing how the other half lives, rich or poor, to get back to center and remember where you are.

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