I have been watching a show called Alone and something that really strikes me, is how vastly different, and yet how very similar their experiences are. They are on the same island, have the same weather, are only ten miles from each other, but they have vastly different experiences. Some of it has to do with what they chose to bring, some of it has to do with their life experience, and some of it has to do with luck. But something that they all have in common, is how much they need other people, how much they miss their families, and how much they need and are thankful for the little things that most people take for granted. Being in a home safe from the elements, having food in your belly, having medicine, and having people who care about you is so, so important. Watching these people fight for the bare necessities makes me more appreciative of what I have. I’ve got two little munchkins that wake me up by sitting on my face and jumping on me, but then they cuddle up and give me kisses. I have a husband that is so wonderful, I don’t know what I did to deserve him. I have a wonderful life, and sometimes I forget it. or maybe I am too distracted to see it. It is inspiring to see the people in Alone persevere through their trials. I hope that I will keep trying to be the best mother, wife, and neighbor I can be. I hope I can see each person as the miracle they are. And just like how I am not there on the island with the participants, I don’t know what other people are going through, not really. So I pray that I will not judge people unrighteously, or unjustly. These are the thoughts running through my head today.