That I Would be Grateful

If I consider myself unfortunate, having nothing in my bank account and having lost my job and a bit of my sanity, how would i call a girl who sells sampaguita under the falling rain or a man with crippled arm whose job is to sell bottled water under the seething sun? How would i call a boy whose job is to call passengers to take the waiting jeep or a family whose livelihood deals with selling stick foods along the busy sidewalk? If I am not lucky enough to live the life that i want, how muck unlucky are the people who doesnt have a house to call a home or those people who works for a petty sum and away from their families? How much unlucky are the people who are not able to read and write or those people whose dinner depends on how much sticks of cigarettes their father would have sold at the end of the day?

Having realized that, now tell me where would i get the guts to feel sorry, complain and say that i am unfortunate? There are a lot of people out there who suffers more than i do. There are plenty of families out there who have to deal with difficulties greater than mine. Everyday, we could see their stories on television and they are not even complaining. Rather, they take life for what it is, just hoping that someday life would reward their perseverance and hardships. It made me realized that i have a lot of things to be thankful for. Ive got family, friends, home. education and the experience to succeed. One failure should not be enough to let us down.

So it brings to my psyche the responsibility to stay humble and to be grateful for everything that i have. Not only that, it opened my eyes to the wonderful truth that life itself is something that is worth fighting for, if we will just look at it through the eyes of a child or those unfortunate enough to live a life the way i am living it. My suffering is nothing compared to them. Their lives have never been as rewarding as mine. They have stumbled and has taken the hardest of fall but they are still standing and fighting. I have once deal with an unnecessary stress and i feel like giving up. Now, dont you think i might just be acting a little exaggerated? A ruby is not well polished without rubbing it, just the same, a man is not perfected without trials.