Loss is the catalyst of appreciation.
We do not realize what we have
until we learn we won't have it forever.
We do not value the love we have
until our hearts are heavy and there is no one to help lift them.
We do not understand the comforts of our lives
until we find ourselves distressed.
We do not know our privileges
until someone treats us like a person without them.
Too often
do we expect what we have
to keep coming.
Unlimited supply,
an unfettered flow.

Appreciate every piece of love,
comfort
privilege you get.
Give as many pieces of love,
comfort,
privilege as you may.
When you achieve that, reader...
it may be the only consistency in your existence.