Do we really have it that hard?

I had a long talk with moms this morning. People are always saying how hard their life is or how much they are struggling. And man, some of the things my mom went through growing up in the 50's & 60's I don't know if I could do it. Not only being a woman in that time, but being a Black woman had to be damn hard. Anywhoooo, that conversation made me redefine what struggle is to me. It made feel like all the times that I thought I had it so bad when I couldn't buy a new purse or go to my fave restaurant was just a sure sign of immaturity. Point being, prioritize and analyze..there is always some one out there doing a lot worse than you are.