Not perfect but good enough

On the way to work today, I was listening to Glenn Ong and the Flying Dutchman on Class 95. They were talking about the boy who was born with two heads that died. They also commented about how we should be thankful for what we have, worries and all...

Then, at work, I received an email from a colleague about a blind boy. The message, be thankful for what we have. 2 messages of the same nature...someone must be telling me something...

It got me thinking. I do have problems, everyone does but it's how we handle it and the severity of the problem. When I look at it, my life is not bad at all. It's not perfect. In fact, I don't think there is a PERFECT life.

I have a loving husband, beautiful daughter, healthy pregnancy, supportive family. I am stable financially, although there are shortages (at times, hehe), but we still manage to eat a full meal everyday. I can afford a car, a nice house....alhamdulillah...life has been easy for me.

Especially after the learning journey to Bukit Candu yesterday, it really made me feel so lucky to be alive in this decade, in this country. Despite all the complaints, I realised that I might not have it this good elsewhere in the world. Sudddenly, I am glad to be a Singaporean. A bit too late, I know, since National Day was weeks ago, but hey, better late than never.