We laid on the sofa together for a little while.  I looked at him with his eyes closed and debated on letting him sleep.  The days, the weeks, the months have been long and he was exhausted.  I remember mumbling something about life and that’s when he said it.  “Life’s not fair.”

I’ll be honest, I had no response.  Not because I agreed and went on with believing it but because I disagreed, to an extent.  Don’t get me wrong, he was correct but at the same time, this is a terrible outlook on life.  

Life may not always be fair but at the same time, it is not unfair.  Life is what it is.  It might sound silly but we choose our own level of overall happiness.  

Sure, you can sit there and say to yourself “well that’s easy to say when…yadda yadda yadda.”   I’m sure a million things come to mind.  There are days when I have a million things that I could come up with as well.  Typically though, I don’t.  I fail to believe he does either but I could tell it was a rough day.  Me bursting out with cliche metaphors about the grass being greener on the other side just wasn’t appropriate.

So we moved on from it.  We didn’t have much time together and before I knew it, I had to say goodbye.  I just stared at him.  I’m not even sure he noticed but if he did, he was probably wondering what the hell I was staring at.  You see, I don’t see life as being unfair because as I look at him, I realize that he’ll be okay.  I don’t know if he believes that himself but me, I’ll never doubt it.  

We all have the potential to look at life head on and realize that we too will be okay.  I read a quote once that intrigued me about bad days.  It reads “on particularly rough days when I’m sure I can’t possibly endure, I like to remind myself that my track record for getting through bad days so far is 100% and that’s pretty good.”

So all in all, maybe life isn’t always fair but hey, you’re already making it through today and that’s pretty good.