My Little Bubble Of A Life…

10/7/07 – Day Off, Calgary

My life is like the earth shrunk down to the size of a ping pong ball: smooth. There could be huge mountains and valleys of inconvenience, turmoil and even downright misery, but, in the grand scheme of things, there’s very little I could honestly complain about.

Then I hear about the Canadian Food Grains Bank and wonder how personally we should take Thanksgiving. There is so much in my little bubble of a life to be grateful for and I feel ironically guilty for having the opportunity to be so grateful! When even the farmers, ESPECIALLY the farmers, are starving in other countries, or are being taken advantage of right here in Canada, I feel like there’s no amount of gratitude that could pay for my standard of living.

And so my appreciation seems petty. I don’t even have to be concerned with injustices that would touch my life today. I can worry about wildlife habitats being underfunded, I can worry about the sale of resources that should be available to everyone for free, I can worry about the environment, the potential for war, the family unit. All of this worry is made possible because I have so much leisure time that isn’t spent worrying about getting fed, being sheltered, staying alive.

Thank you for a delicious brunch buffet brought to us by some generous parents, thank you for an outlaw exploration of the airplane hangar where all rockstar dreams come true, thank you for an amazing family Thanksgiving dinner in the middle of our tour away from home, and most of all thanks for an educational evening learning about the Canadian Food Grains Bank and how much I have to be thankful for.

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Bon Voyage!