Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz?

Fabian, the little guy who inspired the title, loved his grandmother's car.  We would come home from a walk, and as soon as we turned the corner, he'd see her Mercedes Benz in the driveway.  That boy would come within an inch of breaking out of his stroller, out of pure elation just to get to Grosi's car.  Don't get me wrong, who wouldn't be excited to see a Benz in their driveway?  But this was different. It was almost a religious experience.  This little man couldn't walk, talk, feed himself, or even play in the conventional way, but he would nearly platz at the sight of her vehicle.


When I get stressed out with my own children, my present situation, or even work, I think back to Fabian and his simple joie de vivre-his joy of life.   We are all fighting our own battles, our own challenges, just know this.  We are not alone.  Sometimes it feels that way, but all you have to do is look around you, and realize how blessed you are to BE ALIVE! Life is good.  People are good.  And, you are loved by more people than you realize....they may not tell you, or even show you, but to them, you are their Mercedes Benz.