Last night I had a particularly gruelling shift at Youthline. Listening to people in pain is never pleasant, but some nights I feel more personally affected than others. Last night I only took two calls, but they were long and intense. Some people have to put up with more in their lives than many of us ever imagine. Sometimes it seems that individual people really do get more than their fair share of grief.
I don't really have much more to say in this post. I guess I just hope that it makes a few of you stop and take stock of the good things that you have going for you. I am not for a moment discounting the fact that some of you may have terrible things that you have to deal with – for you I am terribly sorry, but for those of you who don't – never take your happiness for granted.
Happiness is a gift.