"happiness was a luxury they couldn't afford"
This is the philosophy of our grandparents and parents. It is little wonder they do not understand our plight. They came through the depression of the 30s, or were surviving the war of the 40s. They barely had a roof over their head, food on the table, or money to survive. Life itself was a gift. Disease would ravage a village with little doctors or medicine to spare. Yet here we sit, complaining we aren't happy. We complain our dreams aren't coming true. We are dissatisfied with our relationships, our work and our children are nearly beyond reproach.
We are lucky to have a roof, have a job, have money for food, have someone to love.
I often feel guilty for how spoiled I truly am.
It is shameful to not be grateful.
Today is a day to sit back and simply be thankful for life itself. To remember those that suffered for our freedom. It isn't a guarantee, such that people in other areas of the world are fighting for their families lives today. Many are losing.
May we take time to remember, complain less, and thank more.
Xo
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