Blindness

You don't know you've got something great until you lose it; likewise, you don't know you have something bad until you gain it. And so the world goes 'round. . .

But why?

I recently discussed this matter with a good friend of mine, and this friend theorized that we all take turns with good and bad. To some, these negative and positive things are more apparent, while to others, they aren't so much. We are blinded everyday: the scale seems to tip one way or another, and we don't always realize which way it tips. We refuse to recognize that we're blessed or burdened. Either that, or we pretend it isn't what it really is; we flip it upside down so it looks better than reality.
I gained something terrible two years ago, something at the time I thought was marvelously wonderful. That something was lost last week, and I didn't realize how amazing it was to have misplaced it because I had thought that to forget it was an unfortunate circumstance.
Now I see it for what it really was, and I may be disappointed that it was so imperfect, but at least I understand that it wasn't meant to be.