There’s something amazing about this life. The very same worldly attribute that causes us pain is also what gives us relief: Nothing here lasts. What does that mean? It means that the breathtakingly beautiful rose in your vase will wither tomorrow. It means that your youth will neglect you. But it also means that the sadness you feel today will change tomorrow. Your pain will die. Your laughter won’t last forever—but neither will your tears. We say this life isn’t perfect. And it isn’t. It isn’t perfectly good. But, it also isn’t perfectly bad, either.