I just read a blog post about taking things for granted. It it, she said:
Funny how much we take for granted.
Take me, for example.
I take for granted that when I get up in the morning, the light will come on when I flip the switch. That water will come out when I turn the faucet handle. And that when I sit down to blog, the computer will work.
I can’t take those things for granted. I’ve never been able to. I never had the chance to take for granted that the lights would turn on when I flipped the switch or the the water would run when I turned the handle. I never even took for granted that we would live in the same place the next day, or even that evening. I can’t count how many times my parents would come home from being out at some untold destination and tell us we were moving. Right away. Pack up, we have to be out by midnight.
I never had guarantees that what I owned I would keep. If it was out of my sight, it could very well disappear. I once watched my very precious things be sold auction-style because my parents couldn’t pay for the storage unit where our things were sitting. So I learned to keep my really important things with me.
One day, I would like to be in a position where I can take things for granted. But I also hope I never do. I hope to never become so complaisant that I forget to remember how blessed I am.
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