Experience is a good teacher, but she sends in terrific bills. —Minna Antrim—
It is not by chance but by design that the sorrows we experience throughout our lives are countered by equal servings of joy. One offsets the other. And we are strengthened by their combination.
Our longing for only life’s joys is human–also folly. Joy would become insipid if it were our steady
diet. Joyful times serve us well as respites from the trying situations that push our growth and development as women. Laughter softens the cutting edges of the lessons we seek or are cornered by.
It offers perspective when the outlook is bleak. And for those of us who are recovering, wallowing in the bleaker times used to be acceptable behavior. But no more. The reality is that each day will present both occasions for anguish and ones inviting easy laughter. Both are valuable. Neither should dominate.
Joy and sorrow are analogous to the ebb and flow of the ocean tide. They are natural rhythms. And we are mellowed by their presence when we accept them as necessary to our very existence.
Any pain today guarantees an equal amount of pleasure, if I willingly accept them both.