Posted: 2017-06-06 12:38:05
When I woke up this morning I felt so blessed. I have a roof over my head, food on the table, warm winter clothes to wear, a car, not to mention the other luxuries in my life.
Suddenly I remember the poor girls on the street who sells their bodies for R50 and less just to buy bread and milk. I know it's a choice but some of those women don't know better. That's the only life they know, and it made me so very sad. It could have been me.
Sometimes I forget to say thank you for my blessings and for people like the good honest punters coming through my door to make my life easier and worth living for.
Thank you and be blessed.