One day earlier this week I had an appointment at a place where the visitors are offered a beverage, such as bottled water, colas and the like. I have been to this place several times and each time offered a drink. In the past, I'd make my decision based on largely on thirst. Sometimes, I might opt for one drink over another based on the particular food plan I happened to be following but for the most part let my thirst rule. I did not always accept the drink.
As I was getting ready to go, I remembered that I would be offered a drink. I began to anticipate exactly what I would get. Would I get a Diet Coke or a regular Coke? What if they offered Snapple or juice? What would I get? It was fun to think about and never once did thirst enter the equation.
I finally decided I'd ask for a Diet Coke when the offer came. Then I had a chilling thought. What if they no longer had this policy? What if I wasn't offered anything to drink? I didn't entertain those thoughts long, because it seemed silly to obsess over a drink. I'd get one or I wouldn't. It would be no big deal either way.
I went, was offered a drink, and got one of those little bitty cans of Diet Coke. It was good, but not as epic as I had made it to be initially. That caused me to think about the people that live on SNAP every day with no end in sight. A drink is a big deal. It is a treat outside of the day to day routine.
It made me realize how fortunate I am to be able to have a drink of whatever I want, whenever I want. And, have more of an appreciation that not everyone has that luxury.
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