By Ashley MouldonWhen I was younger and would scrap my knee after playing in the yard, my mom would give me a sweet smile and heal me with a band aid, but told me to be thankful I even had a knee to scrape. Now that I am older, I use that train of thought whenever something negative happens in my life.
Recently, the heat in my apartment wasn’t working and for a few days, I had to double up on clothing rather than just cranking the heat up to 75. However, those few days made me realize that I should be thankful I even have heat to go broken.
Homelessness was something I wasn’t use to before coming to Chicago. Everyone I knew had a roof over their heads and a place to call home.
Now, being in the city for three years, I have come in contact with those who call the street corner their home. Whenever I see people asking for spare change, I always give them a smile and think of what my mom would tell me: be thankful you have the change to give away.
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