Right now, I'm alone in the office doing some weekend duty. I've been surfing the web and came across this video of a mother's love for her blind son.
At first I dismissed the video for fear of what I would see, but I still went ahead to watch it, because well, it speaks of a mother's love.
After watching it, I felt humbled. I could never be as brave or as strong as her to love her child the way she does. I cannot imagine the amount of rudeness, stares, hatred even or sarcasms she has to go through. Yet, she did not succumb to any of it, and it made her love her child even more.
I have a healthy, normal growing boy and sometimes, I don't even love him enough. At times when I come home from work tired and grumpy, I would snapped at him and lose my temper. All because he might want to play with me, show me his toys or just do things with him, all for that little bit of alone time with me.
It makes me think.
I am thankful that I have healthy kids right now. I do not want to have an exception before I realised how truly fortunate I am to have such wonderful kids. I want to be thankful right now for having a healthy and growing baby inside me, an awesome toddler who is ever an amazement to me and of course, a loving and ever supportive husband.
I do not show it enough or said it even. But I am also thankful for my parents, no matter how much idiosyncrasies they have or I have, they're the ones that has put up with me and/or still putting up with me now, heh.
Most of all, I am thankful for being alive. For having life in me to experience life itself.