An embarrassment of Riches

It’s easy enough to whine about not having..especially in this time of  unemployment, colder weather, distance between people we care about.  And yet, as one lifts our head from our present situation to observe our surroundings, we see people who are losing their homes,and cannot afford to feed their families. Their children are asking Santa for basic necessities instead of their endless list of toys for Christmas.  We may not live in the grandest of homes, have jobs that are fulfilling to us other than they pay the bills(mostly), but as I look at my tree that is full to the gills with gifts for Brae(have mailed the other little people their things), and know what is on her list that she has asked Santa for and what is sure to show up in the living room…it is embarrassing really to know that one little girl is so blessed that she has more than her share.  I do not regret that really, because I never want her to know what its like to go without, nor do I ever want her to realize that life isnt always fair, she will learn that soon enough as she grows and learns her own lessons.  What I do want her to learn is that she is blessed by people who love her, who will do whatever it takes to protect her, provide for her and yes, spoil her because she is a priceless gift.  I also want her to know that others are not so fortunate.  The news is inundated with stories of children harmed by others, losing their young lives because of others selfish acts of violence.  I want her to know that this time of year is touted as one of love and compassion, but that we should show that to fellow human beings all year round.  I want her to know that its ok to want to kick someone ass for hurting others, that its ok to show sympathy for those who cry and to empathize with those who feel they dont fit in.  I too, forget to tell those around me what they mean to me, which is a shame really because they are an important part of my life.  They don’t realize their importance in my day sometimes, for which I am to blame because I neglect to speak up.  I am blessed beyond belief, with family, friends,work, and if I am neglectful to tell you all who grace my life…consider this my missive of thanks for all you do.

PEACE OUT