Today is a beautiful day. The sun is shining, blue skies with a few white fluffy clouds wafting by. The temperature this morning is in keeping with a November day. 9° Celsius at the moment. (48°F) That’s a little chilly! I have just washed my hair and I’m annoyed because I might have to use a hair dryer to dry it. Are you kidding me?
I am sitting in a lovely apartment in front of a very nice computer. I have food in my fridge, clean water in my taps and I’m complaining? There are people in the world who are eating scraps, people with no clean water to wash or to drink. There are children in the world who go to sleep on dirt floors to the sounds of bombs dropping near them. How dare I complain!
I want to help. I want to change the circumstances of everyone. I want children to know the security that I did. I want others to feel the love that embraced me every morning. I live in a country that allows me to be who I am. Are there those out there who would judge me negatively? Probably. But I do not fear for my safety. And quite frankly it was the luck of the draw, I was born into a country that is wealthy.
Why am I agonizing about people I will never meet? I think the questions should be why aren’t you? I am lucky and I know it. I cannot change the world all by myself. I can contribute in a small way and I do. I’ve seen pictures on the news of people, children sleeping in cold, damp mud. They don’t know where their next meal is coming from. We live in a world where no one should go hungry. We have so very much. But people get in the way. Everything has a cost. And sometimes that cost is human lives.
There are incredibly good people in this world. People are trying to help. Countries are trying to help. We should not beat ourselves up because we are those that have. As long as we share.