We don’t spend enough time counting our blessings. We spend too much energy focusing on what should be, and what isn’t. We are rarely satisfied with our lot in life.
Then we learn of life’s curve balls thrown at those we know, and our own reality becomes crystal clear. Why does it take tragedy to remind us to be thankful for what we have?
I learnt from my bride, that we all have a cross to bear. However, we must celebrate life’s beautiful gifts. There are so many people in this world, who would love to have the life we live. Each day is a gift, and each blessing is God sent.