I have often thought that it is almost impossible for my children to understand how blessed they are. They have walls that protect them at night, a refrigerator full of food, blankets that keep them warm and clothes that cover their sweet bodies. They are loved and wanted. They have everything they need and much that they want. Most of us do. They have parents to care for them, aunts and uncles that adore them and grandparents that spoil them. …