Brrrrrr! It will be below 0 with wind chill tonight. And I work. With no heat. Ok little heat. I prefer warmth…
Yes, I’m complaining. No, I’m not ashamed.
The extreme cold annoys me, but then I remember that there are families out there without heat. Without a roof over their heads. And then I realise what an entitled witch I am. It wasn’t all that long ago that I was worried about where we would sleep. And that was spring. Far from this kind of weather.
It’s easy to take things for granted. We don’t even realise we’re doing it. But a fridge with food, a bed, warm clothes, a running furnace are actually blessings. The peace of knowing where you will sleep at night and knowing it’s safe is a blessing.
Today, we just get so used to having those things, which sound so simple, that we don’t even think about them. Looking around at my Christmas tree softly glowing in the twilight, with my husband annoyingly switching between street racing and football instead of Harry Potter, Eddie laying beside the couch on the floor, dinner in the oven, tomorrow’s dinner planned, knowing that I’m going to work in a few hours, I realise exactly how blessed I am. (As I yell at my husband for channel surfing. Drives. Me. Nuts. )
It takes one mistake. One tragedy. One sickness. For that peace of mind to go away. Most people don’t even know how close they are.
“The brand new year 2018 Is knocking at door
And a memory full year is going to be end
Let’s say goodbye with smile
Let’s say hello with cheers
Bye Bye 2017 & Welcome 2018”
Be grateful for your every day blessings.
Happy New Year!