Today, a new acquaintance asked me, "What is sushi?" Her question brought to the front of my mind just how lucky I am. See, although intelligent, this person is poor. Poor in the true sense of the word. She was never given the opportunities I've had. I'm not rich, my parents aren't either. Still I grew up in a safe neighborhood, and had enough money to eat at restaurants more than once a year. Access to news papers and the internet were/are not beyond my means. Although my parents couldn't afford a four year college, I was able to get some education at a very nice community college. This woman's family couldn't afford the car or gas to get her to a community college. I would suspect the application fee alone would have been tough on them. She grew up poor, still is poor, and doesn't have a clue what she's missing. Truth is, I'm not sure she missing much.
See, at the same time I realized how fortunate I am, I also realized that she is a very happy person, surrounded by love, with nothing.
This brought me to my final point. I may not be wealthy, overly educated, or highly successful, but I have two fortunes. I wasn't raised in suppressive poverty, AND I'm happy. What ever woes I had this morning are gone from mind.