There are many times when I wondered,

Is there anything special about my ordinary life?

What’s the point of everything?

Where is it all going?

Am I supposed to be doing something

That could make my life worthwhile?

What does it matter that I live?

Who would even notice?

In a world with seven billion souls

Why would it matter

That I am still alive?

Yet you tell me

That my life matters

And that when I’m gone

I would be terribly missed.

You tell me

That you see something in me

That you could never see

In a hundred billion souls.

And somehow,

When I look into your eyes

I believe you,

And I start to realize

How precious one life can really be.

I did no great thing,

I experienced no terrible tragedy,

But you made me feel grateful

For every precious moment I have been alive.

Because of you, I have come to believe

And now I know

What wonders there could be

In this blessed and ordinary life.