Laying in my bunk today I realized a startling fact: even in prison, with all the limitations that entails,I am in a better living situation than three quarters of the world.
I eat three meals a day without any worries about when the next meal might show up
or whether it's nutritious.
So many people around the world are left with empty stomachs at the end of the day. I also have medical care, however lean the services may be, when the world can little afford a band-aid.
WIth divorce rates climbing and split families an ever present reality, I am blessed to have an intact family and great relationships with my parents and siblings. Correspondence with friends back home is always an encouragement.
Not that I enjoy it or say it can't be reformed for the better, prison is not as bad as some might say. I'm blessed to be in this prison system because
it could be much worse.
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Even those of us with the lowest status in Texas have it better than the majority of the world's residents, certainly better than our brothers and sisters suffering for their faith or other injustices.
Doesn't mean that we don't long for a better experience.
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