As I’ve spent the past three days battling a tummy bug/fever I’ve come to realise how lucky we are to live in an age of modern medicine.
Women very rarely die in child birth, and staph infections can be fixed with antibiotics.
I’ve just started watching Downton Abbey Season 3 – a scandalous period drama set in 1910-20s – and there’s been quite a bit of tragedy occurring (and lots of PMS crying on my behalf).
It’s made me thankful for so many things, here’s a few of them:
1. That I wasn’t living in the 1920s because no man would want a woman with an outspoken mouth like mine.
2. I don’t have to get changed 5 times a day and before each meal, and that I can stay in my PJs all day without one of my maids worrying about me.
3. That I get to vote (well in NZ but not here – but that’s another story), can drive, wear pant and short shorts, visit and speak to who I want, and have a say over who I marry.
4. That I won’t ever be forced to give up my son because the only way I could afford to feed him was to become a prostitute.
5. The class system is almost gone, well sort of, there’s still people that think they are better than everyone else and sadly those who judge based on skin colour. This is something I hope will be non-existent when my children are grown ups.
I love the scandal in this drama, it’s quite different from my usual shows, eg Dexter, Revenge, Fringe, Big Bang Theory, Breaking Bad, but I love Downton because it reflects how life used to be for some of my ancestors and I love learning about history.
A short and sweet post – not like me 😉