I’m currently reading “I am Malala,” and I have to say, it’s helped me enormously with my gratitude practice. Not even half the way through, and the book really iterates the disparities that still exist in quality of life around the world. I can be thankful for so much, and if you’re reading this, chances you are too. Running water, that can be configured to hot or cold near instantaneously; affordable and reliable electricity at the flick of a switch; a doctor to see if you’re sick or an officer to come if something’s wrong. We take so much for granted. Life is truly beautiful, and for a lot of the world now, it’s pretty easy, all things considered. Even in a pandemic, in which so many people are struggling, in large parts of the world, they’re not dying. It’s our duty to make such a reality for all, as location of birth should not distinguish any member of our species. We can do it, especially if we remember how far we’ve come.