Some nights are worse than others. I can often realize (and be amazed by) how great life is. I’m here, I am breathing, I am alive. I’m not just existing, but living. I survived divorce through my childhood and cancer cells in my body, but sometimes little things still get to me. It is those moments when I need to remember how precious life is and how grateful I am to be here. My life isn’t perfect, but who wants that anyway? We’ve got to go through the rough patches so all the good we have in our lives can be truly appreciates. So some nights, like tonight, are worse. The important thing, though, is that I remember what’s important before I close my eyes to sleep.