This morning I woke up at 3:00 am ish feeling absolutely horrible. No idea why, but I spent the next two hours being very sick. As I was laying in the bathtub (Because baths make every kind of sickness better...) and praying: God, please please please make this go away, a thought popped into my mind... What a blessing that at this point in my life, the worst thing is how I'm feeling right now. I started thinking of how it might feel to be one of the people my husband sees everyday at his job that don't have homes as its becoming unbearably cold. What will they do through the winter without those very basic necessities that every person should have. Then I thought about my sweet little kindergarteners, most of which go home for the weekend and probably don't have much food, if any until they get back to school on Monday. Not to mention the living conditions and family situations many of the experience daily. I can't fathom what it would be like to be so small and have to have such big worries. I am so very blessed to have the life I have and the worries that I do. I love my home, my husband and family, and my job. I have great friends and I feel safe everyday. It was a nice reminder to realize those blessings as I was feeling horrible, because as awful as it was, I will be thankful everyday that THAT is usually my biggest worry. And it is also nice to be reminded of the fears and despairs of others in my life because it puts things in perspective, allows me to try to understand and if I'm lucky, somehow help one of those people who need it.
-K
