Making my breakfast, I thought of what I am thankful for: (so-far) regular, reliable electricity.
It runs the fridge where I keep cream and butter.
It heats the toaster for my bread and boils water in the kettle for morning coffee.
Electricity provides light on dark mornings.
It turns “raw” ingredients into my breakfast foods.
It powers my lap top and, thus, creates my link to the wider world.
Electricity fuels research, “e-versations,” web sites, chat rooms, blogs, creativity.
It connects me with a special friend who patiently listens to the same questions I’ve asked and stories I’ve told a million times. Passes me virtual Kleenex. Gives me virtual hugs.
So, this crazy busy holiday season I will hopefully continue to feel gratefulness when I flick the light switch; point the remote for enlightenment, entertainment, distraction; log in to my email; listen to music.
Yes, people are hungry, cold, homeless. Die from preventable/treatable diseases. Have no source of clean drinking water. No access to jobs or to ones that pay a decent living wage.
Live in war zones (declared and undeclared). Fear for their and their family’s well-being and safety/lives. Are abused: mentally; emotionally; physically; sexually. Raped. Tortured. Imprisoned. Abandoned, rejected, sold into the sex trade.
A steady, safe supply of electricity would seemingly be at the bottom of the wants/needs list. Electricity can make their world hum too. Lights to do homework by. Refrigeration for vaccines and other medications. Small scale, micro-loans and economies that give women a chance to be self-sufficient, or provide income for their families.
A simple thing we take for granted. A simple thing that so many don’t have access to. A simple thing that can be one of the building blocks to a better life.
Thanks, Wendy, for the inspirational post!