There are beautiful moments in life…and then there are just moments where you receive bad news, and that news shapes or unravels your whole day. Today was like that. I went on a wonderful floating trip with a huge group of friends. We spent about four hours floating down the river–I capsized my canoe twice on the rapids–and the day was glorious. I was settling into my bed after a nice, hot, refreshing shower, and got news from someone very close to me on a subject which I can’t speak, but that proves life-changing. Life changing in a bad way. I wonder if these moments in life are meant to humble us? Are they meant to remind us that through the happiness, there still exists pain? Does pain clarify joy? Does it give it the essence that makes it joy? I wonder, do you…?