Sometimes, when I’m not in a good place, and I’m feeling low, I get a small lightening strike of joy. It jolts through me in a moment with a thought or a recollection of something amazing I’ve done. These small moments break up the valleys of my life.

On the opposing end, when I’m feeling elated and life feels bright like rays shining on me through a window, I feel a wave of intense agony wash over me. Like a tsunami of despair. I sit on it for a moment and it reminds me to appreciate my peaks.

There is always the spectrum of humanity inside of us. There is no escaping. That’s why I can never understand the “positive vibes only” crowd. Where is the pain and suffering? Because without it, you don’t have the full human experience?

I am grateful for both, everything, and all, of me.