Throwing Up= Realization

I went out with my Rafah, Yaman, & my mom today. I was feeling dizzy and queasy, and eventually I threw up at a store. It was embarrassing, tiring, and not fun- at all. I was silently complaining to myself: headache+throwing up+stomachache? That sucks. And then it occurred to me that there are little kids, women, old people, dads and moms with much more serious problems. People with incurable diseases like cancers and HIV. People in Africa that die because of hunger or simple diseases. Teenagers and kids that are barely living due to wars in Palestine and Syria. And suddenly, my situation seemed a little stupid. There I was, feeling horrible because of a stomachache.

I felt so thankful then.  Thankful because we have a car to go shopping in, because we have a house, & I have a room, a family, food to eat and water to drink. Because I have friends and books and colors and clothes and a laptop and because I'm healthy.

There are always people who are in worse situations than we are. I think it's not wrong to complain sometimes; we all have bad days. But what is wrong is not to be grateful for what we have.