This morning as I was contemplating what to write (I’m trying to get back into the groove after my brief hiatus), I couldn’t help but think about an experience my husband and I had on our cruise. As we were walking back to the ship after a day of fun in Ensenada, Mexico, we passed sitting on the sidewalk a mother, grandmother and two children — the little girl asleep on the concrete. Upon boarding our ship we sat down for lunch at the all-you-can-eat buffet and both teared up at the abundance we have when there are others who lack so much. I was always taught that it is a blessing to live in the United States of America, and it truly is. Happy Fourth of July!