In the early 1800’s, these family lost four young children to a Typhoid epidemic that ravaged their town, and they left this message behind, it was a communication to them from God, and I was reminded once again to be grateful for what I have, and for how safer a world my daughter came into, and her daughter too.

How does one deal with the death of four children, before any of them had hardly even begun to live? Even in death and unspeakable tragedy, there is faith and gratitude and acceptance.

I am grateful for my life. Politics will not undo me, nor the crisis and mystery of life. I accept all of it, and am grateful for it every day.

We are so busy worrying and complaining, we forget gratitude and compassion, which these parents could never forget, as God comforts them:

“I take these little lamb said He,

And lay them in my breasts

Protection They Shall Find In Me,

In me be ever blest…”