So, I had a little rant the other day about this whole mess with insurance. I am still frustrated with the system, but I'm regretting that I believe I'm turning into quite the complainer. Truth be told, Marissa (and my life as a whole) makes me very happy. She does something fun or silly everyday and there's just no way I would have life any other way. Yep, there's some struggles along the way, but who doesn't have their own little monsters hiding in a closet somewhere. Basically, we've all got something we are dealing with, Marissa's is just a little more visible to everyone else. But with prayer and faith she'll succeed just like the rest of us do. God created her in HIS perfect image after all. And although people with Down Syndrome have bad days just like the rest of us, it seems to me that they have a little bit better grip on treating others with kindness, being sincere, and generally loving life beyond what typical society appreciates. The more I read about Down Syndrome and the more I learn about Marissa I seem to think it's us that have the wrong idea about life.