Sunday, February 15, 2009
I was sitting in an ice fishing hut a week ago with my Brother in Law. Yes you heard that right I was in an ice fishing hut. While sitting around a cold hole in the ice, eating chewy chocolate chip cookies we started talking about the economic woes in North America. Now I am the first to admit that I am rather ignorant when it comes to the happenings of the world outside of my little bubble in Barhaven. I don't read or watch the news and sadly am often informed of news events through Perezhilton.com. If its not about vampires or scrapbooking I am not likely to read it. During our conversation in the surprisingly warm fish hut my BIL told me that I couldn't live in an Utopia. Now I have to say he did not say it with menace or harm intended and it wasn't taken that way. But the word did stick with me all week and I turned it over in my mind many times.
I do live in my own little Utopia and I like it.
I have two beautiful, healthy children. I am married to my soul mate whom I met at age 16. I have the most wonderful family, 2 Super Sisters, my Marmie and Daddy. I have been blessed with the most awesome friends. I live in a cozy cute home, in a neighborhood prefect or us. I get to stay home and raise my children. I create almost every day. My husband has a very good job that allows for our lifestyle and saving for the future. I live in Canada. Yes over the years I have come to thank God for living in this beautiful country.
I don't take any of these blessings for granted. I thank God EVERY day for them. I know that our soldiers are dying, coming home broken. That there are families being granted 3 hour reprieves from bombing so that they can go buy ESSENTIAL supplies while I worry about whether I will have 3 hours to scrapbook tonight. I know that SIXTEEN THOUSAND CHILDREN in Ottawa depend on the food bank. I know that there are sick children and saddened Mommies and Daddies. I know that my Utopia could shatter at anytime.
I do not how many points the DOW dropped. I have no idea what the DOW is. I don't understand the war in Iraq or Afghanistan. I don't know who to vote for.
In University I took a Women's Studies class (don't get me started on how much I hated it) and we used to have discussion sessions in small groups with a TA. I referred to them as the WOE IS ME GROUP...."Woe is me..I am a woman." My TA told me that my opinions didn't matter because I came from a PRIVILEGED background. Yes she is right I am privileged. I also have known tragedy in the loss of a friend to a disease and suicide. I have fought the demons of an eating disorder and watched it tear at my family. A family that fought valiantly back. I have held my husband as he lost both parents in less than a span of a year.
I am thankful for my Utopia. And I plan on enjoying it as long as I can.
And I am also going to try to watch the news and read the newspaper from time to time, if not for anything else but to be even more thankful.
PS. the photo was taken by the talented Marlene .