Lately I was reminded that life is sometimes painful and sometimes it's beautiful, but most of the time it’s both.
Now I try to be positive most of the time but my boyfriend is a bit more negative; and while having a conversation about life he said it's painful and I said life is beautiful. Later on thinking about it, I realized it's not always beautiful... for I remember there being painful things along my path, situations that have made me cry or mad. But there's also moments were I've experienced love and happiness. Neither him nor I were wrong, since the suffering we live through makes us realize how beautiful life is. If we only held perfection we wouldn't know it was perfect because you couldn't compare to appreciate. Without suffering, there wouldn't be beauty...
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