We all get caught up with our day-to-day routines, often forgetting about what’s really important in life. Yesterday I was summoned for the first time to serve jury duty. I dreaded the process of being a juror. Awkwardly thinking: I might have to decide on a complete stranger’s freedom. What if they’re not guilty and I’m the only one that believes them? I hope I don’t get called on a case that’s too gruesome. The courthouse designates a special room for all jurors. You’re not allowed to leave the juror area until break time or lunch. After several hours of waiting; my name got called to a court room. No matter what side you’re on in the court-house you get a feeling of being confined.
Your role as a juror is to be open-minded to a case and base your judgement on presented evidence only. Before you get assigned to a trail your sworn in under oath. Then bombarded with questions from the judge, prosecutor, and defender. You’re asked personal questions to see if you would be bias to the particular case.
Watching everyone in the room; I started to think about my blessings. I’m not sitting in the defendant seat, I’m alive, healthy, I have a job, roof over my head, and so much more. I said a silent prayer to myself and was thankful I wasn’t on the other side of the courtroom. We never know what life has in store for us. It just takes one dumb decision to change our lives. Be thankful for what you have and keep in mind there’s someone else in a worse situation than you.