
Andrea Bocelli, the great blind tenor, travels the world without the gift of sight.
Every airport is different.
Every hotel room is different.
Every men’s room is different.
He will never know what his wife looks like.
He will never know what his children look like.
He will never know what his audiences looks like.
Oh, I know he makes a lot of money with his concerts, much of which he gives away with his Andrea Bocelli Foundation.
At age 12, he suffered a brain hemorrhage in a soccer game accident and completely lost his eyesight.
I’m not seeking your pity with this blog.
I’m only trying to make the point that we must always put our own troubles in perspective and be thankful for the blessings we have.
If not today, when?
