Lucky

I'm not sure if this is the right format for this, it's totally off topic, but I need to get it out.

I'm really lucky. I'm lucky because I have seen a lot of hard times, in my few years here I have been through the stress and trauma that it takes some people a lifetime to build up. I have watched loved ones die and seen the effects on those around them, I have been faced with the random tragic nature of life itself, I have watched people beat the odds in the worst way possible, I have been privy to a lot of pain. Why then, you ask, would I consider myself lucky?

Here's why: I appreciate everyday because I know there might not be a tomorrow, I live my life being grateful for every hearty laugh and great character I encounter, I always tell those I love that I love them, and when tragedy happens I accept it as part of the inevitable and grieve, but continue to be in awe at the world around me. Life is hard and painful and there is no escaping that.

There is a line from a Mason Jennings song that has always stuck with me as a metaphor for life.
"Beautiful, like the darkness between the fireflies"

Light and dark, the combination is what makes life beautiful.