Count Thy Blessings

2 boys; 8 years old; twins – unable to talk, cannot walk properly; impaired hearing; impaired cognition; more medical problems than can be counted with fingers.

and their parents are smiling all the time.

Sometimes i wonder how people can be like that. I feel sad on their behalf; i feel suffocated for them and disadvantaged. if i ever were to land in similar circumstances, i have no idea how i would react but i am pretty sure i would not be able to handle it half as well as they can. and this makes me count my blessings; my problems are miniscule compared to theirs and i have to pause and really appreciate the positivity in my life. else it will be equivalent to being ungrateful to God, despite all that He has done for me.