When I was a child the headmaster of my school said something to me that has stuck with me. You’ve got to be happy with what you’ve got.
It can seem strange and even condescending at times. But I think I know what he meant. We live in such an amazing world. I’ve been to 12 countries. Met hundreds of amazing people. Listened to live classical music under the Italian stars. Done sports in the arctic snows and the Caribbean sea. Tasted more types of food than I can image. Made animations, paintings, sculptures, and even tried writing fiction.
I’ve been blessed with a mother and step-father who really do care about me. I’ve had some amazing friends. And while I don’t know if I believe in God, I’ve been graced with meeting some people who really do seem to have been touched by something divine. Which gives me hope I could be too.
I’m educated. I’m secure. And I have what George Orwell considered the greatest blessing of all. A mind that can survive hardships and truly enjoy it’s bounties.
And I think I’ve even made a few people’s lives better for having know me.
If that isn’t worth being thankful for. What is?