This past weekend I helped in a funeral for a baby that only lived ten days. It was a very sad time. I really cannot imagine how I would react if that was a part of my family’s happenings. As I walked through the difficult time with this family I thought of my own grandson and how healthy and full of life he is. I had the overwhelming feeling of how grateful I am for him and for life itself.
It is too bad that sometimes I have to see such misery to appreciate all that I have. So, this week I am going to look around a count more of my blessings. I have many.