Although I have absolutely no idea what is going to happen, and I am totally and completely frustrated, I have so much to be thankful for. These past few days, I have been studying poverty and the impact it has around the globe. I have realized that I am truly blessed to have even a home. I have a family who supports me and a God who loves me. I am grateful that I do not have to sleep on a pad in a foreign place every night or wonder where I will find my next meal. I don't think I have ever appreciated my house as much as I have over the past few days. I am just thankful to be who I am, even if that means dealing with the messy imperfections.