Value

I recently had the honor of attending a funeral for a 13 year old boy. I didn't really know the boy but he was a school friend of my sons and I could not bear to send my son to the funeral alone. There was some discomfort sitting in the church amongst his family and friends, since I didn't really know him, but while I sat there I felt so special to be there and hear about his life and see how much everyone loved and would miss him. As I'm sure most people do, I took stock in my life. I looked at my son and thanked God he was sitting next to me and life as we know it would continue. I realized at that time how blessed and lucky I am. I often complain about my world, and will admit now, its hard. I'm a single mom and I have to do things for my kids without help. I have to be the maid, taxi, mother, father, support system the whole ball of wax, alone. Its hard. But how lucky am I. I GET to do all these things for my little blessings for whom I can't imagine my life without. They make me laugh and cry and scream, they wear me out and put a smile on my face that could never be put there by any other person. So as I sat in the church with tears in my eyes for the loss this Mother was feeling, I was so thankful for what I have. I hope this will serve as a reminder to you to value and love what you have. Its okay to complain about it, I know I will. But at the end of the day remember to say thank you and count your blessings.