Life. That simple word seems so small and fragile. But yet its so importantly huge. In the eyes of many people. To some they think its just some time period of them living. But to others, life is something more. Life is something fragile, and something you needed to take up. I asked my mother this. I asked her, “ What do you think of life?” She was dumbfounded by this question. She asked, “What do you mean?” I asked her again. She hesitated in thought. Her thoughts seemed to have been scattering for solutions of why I had asked, and what to answer back. She was a professor after all, trying to find the answer to problems. Then she simply smiled, a smile only a mother would smile. A smile of knowing. She answered, “Life is like a blessing. A blessing that God has given us. A opportunity to live. A opportunity to experience.”