There is no accounting for where one has been born. It is another of the mysteries of life. As humans, we all strive. or attempt to, make the most of where we live to survive. There are very few places in the world, however, where one has unlimited opportunities available to them as we do here in the United States.
So many people in the world will live a life and not know even the minutest bit of freedom that we can so often take for granted.
I am so grateful for the good fortune that I was born in America. I have family members from around the world that would give anything to have the ability to call the US home. Whether it be from the harshness of the land where they live, to the lack of consistent utilities, or just the ability to talk in the middle of a sidewalk and voice displeasure of the government, which so many did on the Wednesday following our recent elections.
Ours is a country that offers much in the way of diversity. It can be in the climates, the topography, the vastness of the countryside. It is a country where people dream of the opportunity to live here and many attempt to get here however they can just to be able to make a few dollars to send back home. While hunger is an issue some face here in our country, it is not a persistent problem as there is always someone willing to 'spare a dime'.
When duty calls to protect freedom, members of our family responded whether it was World Way 2 or in my case that conflict in Asia.
I am proud to be an American and am so appreciative that I live here.
This is a post for the Thanksgiving 2016 Challenge
Thankful That I Can Call Myself an American