WOW. Apparently, I have been stuck inside the WashU bubble too long. Yesterday I went tutoring with DSP at an after-school program. My girl was so difficult to deal with. She would refuse to read, hit the books away when I offered, lay on the ground and groan, literally push me & sit on me, and give me attitude. She was so hard to deal with that it made me reconsider if I want to have kids. I know part of her personality is due to genetics, but you could tell it was also due to her home-life.
Then this morning I went on a tour of a homeless shelter for this consulting project that I'm helping out with, and I was reminded of the reality of poverty. It is right outside our bubble! That there are single mothers that make minimum wage but don't have enough money to afford rent. And here I am, a suburban middle-class girl who has everything she needs, discontent & ungrateful about my life.
I am so blessed... with everything. My life could be drastically different if I were born in a different socioeconomic group, if I had a bad attitude and work ethic, if my parents didn't bring me up well, etc. Up to this point, I've been so ridiculously blessed, oh man. Thank You God for your grace in my life.