Most people immediately take things for granted as soon as they open their eyes in the mornings, and never stop until they close them again.
When you awake, it's perfectly natural for most of us to refract light through the various lenses of the eye, so that we may see. So we take it for granted.
Most people automatically roll over and get up from their beds and walk to the bathroom. We take that for granted.
A great deal of us wake up in the mornings with a beautiful or handsome partner beside us (unfortunately not me) and we know they love us and want us. It makes us feel good to have that in our lives, knowing that when we get home at night, there will be someone there that loves and cares for you. And we take that for granted sometimes too.
But while we are enjoying all these things that create the selfish world we live on, and taking most of them for granted, what proportion of our thoughts are on those that don't have.
Does the loving husband who's just woken up in a nice soft bed with the stunning wife, ever consider the loving man who lives in his lonely house and wakes up alone every morning, wishing he could change places?
Do we all ever wonder, what a trial it must be to get out of bed in the mornings, when you are paralised or missing a limb, and what do we do to make it easier , when we're all so busy taking our fortunate bodily functions for granted.
When you wake up in the mornings, how many of you keep your eyes closed from the time you wake up, until the time you get to the breakfast table, just to try and understand how difficult it is to cope with complete darkness?
One of the biggest problems with the human race, is that there aren't enough of us that consider ourselves as such. We may be English or American, or French or Arab or Jew or Christian or Muslim, but the one thing that we all have in common, is the fact that we are all part of the human race. We are by definition a team, we are all made up of the same basic DNA and none of us can live without the others.
We live in a world where our beliefs are our boundaries and the largest loss of life caused to the human race, has been done by it's own hand through our difference of religion, yet religion is supposed to teach compassion and care for our fellow human beings isn't it?
So what is our life really like? Is that the question we should ask? Or should we really be taking the time to think "What's life really like for the others"?
