"There is no place like home."- L. Frank Baum
There is a plethora for which I am thankful. The standard stuff: family, food, clothes, a home, friends. The frivolous stuff: computers, phones, TV, Netflix, iPod. The unclassifiable stuff: a Saviour, Blood:Water Mission.
But perhaps the things most taken for granted on this short list fall into the 'standard' category. After all, it's easy to expect your parents' love and support and the camaraderie of your siblings; even if there is family tension, there is still love. We don't get down on our knees and pray because we have a shirt to wear; we worry about being cute and skinny. We are never truly alone. There is always someone that counts as a friend. Someone to rely on.
The point is, not everyone in the world is this fortunate. Many are homeless. Many have no family- abandoned, orphaned, deserted. People die every day because of starvation and a lack of clean water. There are places in this world where it's not safe to have a friend because there is no one to trust. No one to confide in.
So as this Thanksgiving comes to a close, I want to try and be more grateful and thankful for the standards. Because, in truth, they really are not standard at all.
