There’s no escaping the peaks and valleys of life. It’s unavoidable. We’ve all faced the tragedies, losses, and disappointments. Sometimes, they seem to pile up on top of each other until you get to the point where you just have to laugh about it; otherwise, you’d be curled up on the couch, miserable in your own misery. (Which is also a totally acceptable response in its own right).
It does beg the question: If you knew there would be dark days ahead, would you want to know about them ahead of time? To plan? To prepare? To come to terms? Or would you simply try to take each day as it comes?