Life is hard work, seriously hard work. Buddha himself is quoted saying something to the effect that what makes us human is that we all struggle.
I remember hearing this for the first time and feeling angry, like I'd just been sold a false bill of goods. That I driven off the lot in a powder blue Pinto, having been told it was the next cool thing.
As I continually work on my own big bold self, I realize the truth in the wisdom of idea that yes, indeed everyone struggles. That although we look completely different on the outside that deep down the essence of each of us is identical. That your obstacles comes wrapped in gilded paper and mine newsprint doesn't change the gift inside. That we all are given struggle, pain, and adversity.
I read this quote by the masterful Cheryl Strayed from her book Wild "How wild it was, to let it be."
I've read the book and absolutely loved it, I devoured it like a box of dark chocolate sea salt caramels, quickly knowing I should slow down and make it last but unable to stop myself. This quote when read independently of it's peers jumped out at shouted to like a Baptist preacher; Amen!