Today, I feel like the luckiest woman alive. While the world looks as though it is about to fall down around us, here we are. Free to live our lives.
I am lucky. I am a stay at home mother, raising two children. My husband has a decent paying job which he works reasonable hours.
I am lucky. I live in a house. A home that we have been working hard to provide for ourselves.
I am lucky. I am not detained without end in a place worse than prison, for wanting to escape the violence and hatred of a once beautiful country, in hope of finding something better for my children.
I am lucky. I live in a country where my children receive free healthcare, no questions asked, and we receive reasonable priced healthcare and medicine.
I am lucky. I have food in the pantry. I have clean water to drink. I have electricity and heat for the cold.
I am lucky. I do not feel threatened. I live in a place where violence from everyday weaponry like that seen in underdeveloped and overdeveloped countries, just doesn’t happen. I do not live in fear.
I am lucky. I do not suffer from all consuming greed. I have knowledge through technology at my fingertips to fight the ignorance that lets greed happen.
I am lucky. I am able to make things. Not because I need to, but because I want to.
I am lucky. I do not suffer from severe or life threatening illness. I am healthy. I have the choice to be healthy.
I am lucky. I am not abused. I am a woman who is able to speak her mind. I am lucky.I have a conscious. I have hope. I have faith, not in a religion, but in the human race itself.
I am lucky. While I do not agree with what is happening in the world, what most governments are doing behind closed doors, or what the media tells us should concern us, I know that someway, somehow, the people of this planet, this one speck of humanity, this one tiny version, the most intelligent and yet brutally violent, of our species, will do the right thing.
I am lucky.