The kids and I hit up the waterfront Farmer’s Market this morning. Despite the drizzly weather, we enjoyed ourselves throughly and came home with quite the bounty! As I was washing and storing our found treasures, I was struck with how incredibly privileged we are. Privileged to be able to afford the gas to drive downtown, to have not have to work on Saturdays, to have the extra cash to buy fresh and local produce and products.
I was tempted to pout over not being able to get everything I wanted because of our limited budget. Instead, I’m so thankful that we were able to sit down and enjoy fresh tomato sandwiches on bread from a small local bakery. We are very privileged and blessed, indeed.