Sometimes, no, most times I avoid reading the news. It depresses me and the stories I read, I can never seem to "shake off" what I read. My heart aches for those in pain, in agony, in desparate situations that I pray myself, my friends & may family will never know.
I try to live my life by these words...
Sometimes however, I get sucked in... and I read. And I read more... I follow link after link, story after story. I simply sit in silence with tears and my eyes and ask "why?". Then I selfishly thank God that I am a "lucky one". I sit in my clean, beautiful home, safe, happy & content with my children in the next room playing with their many toys together & laughing, my husband & son helping someone move for the day to a new home. They'll enjoy lunch out and "slap it on the bank card", while my oldest daughter and "H" getting ready for a fun day at the bowling alley with $60.00 in cash that I easily hand over to make some memories and enjoy a hot meal, cooked by someone else and served to them while they enjoy the day without a care in the world.
Me? Well I just finished my freshly ground, fair trade, organic coffee while browsing Facebook and catching up on my friends lives. Now i'm going to get dressed in one of my many outfits I can choose from, make a healthy breakfast and drink some clean, cold, fresh water that is a mere 20 feet away. Then i'm going to work on some sewing orders with gorgeous designer fabric, bought easily online and sent right to home which brings income in for my family so we can afford some luxuries. And by luxuries I don't mean the roof over our head, nor the food in our stomachs, nor the clothes on our backs, (my husbands income pays for all of that) but a fun day at the mall. Or a little extra cushion in our savings account. Or more clothing, more toys, gifts for friends & family, etc...
I am a "Lucky One". So very blessed... and I am thankful.