blessed

Last night I was scrolling through my Facebook feed...
nothing new... at all... haha ;)

And one of my friends had shared this picture. =>

I read it,
and just had to sit and think about my life for a little bit.

How blessed I am.
I do have food in my fridge, clothes on my back, a roof over my head, and a place to sleep.
I have money in the bank, in my wallet, and in my pocket...
I woke up this morning from a good sleep and have felt healthy and strong.
I have never been forced to fight in battle, and I've never been physically abused.
And I can read.

I don't know why Heavenly Father has placed me in this place at this time...
but I know it's for a reason.
I know that in the pre-mortal existence, Heavenly Father told me what I would face in this lifetime, and I still chose to come despite the difficulties I knew I would be facing.


I've never thought of myself as richer than 75% of the world. Or among 8% of the world's wealthy. Or luckier than 500 people alive and suffering... or more fortunate than 3 billion people in the world who can't read.

This opened my eyes to how often I really do take these tiny things for granted.

So grateful. <3