I don't know about anyone else but it seems to me that a lot of what matters is missing. At the end of the day I am truly thankful for my blessing (my baby). I am 32 and have been with the love of my life for 11 years at one time we where told that the blessing I am carrying now would never be possible. However, after suffering a miscarriage less than four months later I was blessed to find out that I could carry a child and now I am 28 weeks pregnant and everyday I cry and thank God for that blessing. It's not about what someone else does or does not have and it's not about the materials it's ultimately about the blessing of being able to carry life and know that someone bigger and better than all of us thought we were worth it and important enough to be entrusted with this beautiful task.