As I settle down for my cup of tea before bed, my thoughts begin to settle. Its been a day of peace, calm, quiet for me. I've enjoyed good food, lovely drinks, good company. I've enjoyed warmth, comfort, peace. That is privilege. I am very thankful for what I have. I don't have much, my bank account is often low, my heating is rarely on, my health is horrendous and I am seeing signs of my teenage health problems appearing for my son. Despite all of that, I am so very rich. I have a roof over my head, plenty of food, my books and crafts, a son I enjoy spending time with and he enjoys his time with me. I have some wonderful friends on the fediverse who brighten my days and keep me connected to the world. I have everything I need. I'm thinking of those that don't have these things. I have spent many years struggling, and in those times of need, people have helped me, for them, I am always thankful. They helped me keep a roof over my head, to give my son Christmas, to keep me alive when I didn't think I would make it. I'm proud to have been able to pay it forward a little this year.
Time to finish this cup of tea and then head to bed with the hot water bottles, cats and a good book.
Thank you, and good night.
