I’ve been in such a plaintive mood lately, which is partly why I wasn’t so keen on updating my blog. I know that this is my place to express myself, but sometimes I just like to keep the melancholy complaints about my life inside of my head in order to spare my nearest & dearest.
After all, I ask myself, what right do I have to complain? Objectively speaking, I have a beautiful life. I’m [almost entirely] happy, I’m healthy, I’m loved, I’m getting an education, I have a very nice roof over my head and I have food on my plate. How and why is it so easy to lose sight of all of these wonderful luxuries sometimes? How and why is their value, subconsciously, so easily diminished?
During the summer, I discovered the four pillars of my life: honesty, gratitude, empathy, and balance. These are the standards by which I live my life, but at the same time, that I have continuously had to work at (and probably will have to until the day I die). I try to retain these core values in my conscious awareness as much as possible, but it has been a real challenge.
I have to remember to keep the faith and not lose hope when I hit the trying times. However, when I do hit those trying times, I never forget how thankful I am to have such incredible friends; phenomenal people who are wellsprings of love, perspective and affection.
