In the grand scheme of things, I'm doing pretty well. Regardless of the parts of my life that aren't ideal, I have a supportive family and loyal friends and a roof over my head. I'd love for Jon to be here permanently already, but there are probably thousands of people around the world in a similar situation who don't have access to the resources we do to ease the frustration of separation.
If you're wondering where this is coming from, I'll tell you: I had a little talk with myself after publishing Saturday's post on gratitude because, all in a rush, everything I listed seemed horribly superficial considering what others have to be thankful for.
But everything is relative - that's basically my point today. Everything's relative, and there's no reason to belittle our successes or underestimate our struggles. Sure, it's good to keep things in perspective, but we all deal with the good and the bad at times. I think it's important to remember that, no matter how small our troubles, disappointments, and triumphs may seem, we should always face them with grace. After all, each little piece is but one that makes up a much larger whole and, on the balance, our lives should be lived greatly.