I was watching a video clip the other day and the guy mentioned that the odds of us being here, as a human on this earth, is 17 billion to one.
He said the odds of winning the lottery 7 times in your life is higher.
So why do we think our lives are ruined if they aren’t picture perfect?
Who do we think we are to punish another human who beat the odds to get here also because we don’t like they way they are “doing human”?
What makes us think we should control someone else’s gift of life to make ours more comfortable?
And why do we not always feel completely grateful for our gift of life?
I think it’s incredible that we are here. Please remember that you have already beat the odds.
It’s a beautiful thing to get to experience this life in all of its bittersweet glory.