I have a friend who is going through some unexpected life changes. Said friend said an interesting thing to me today, "when everything is good, it's really good, I am really happy, but then there are those other times...."
That got me to thinking. What about those other times.
How could I even enjoy the good times, how would I even know they were good times if I didn't have anything to compare them to.
There is all that chaos in the bad times, all that craziness - and yet I don't apperciate how much they are telling me about the restof my life.
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