Teeth (And Other Things to be Grateful For)

I have had a wonderful month of July so far. It's a lot to explain, but the tides are changing in my life; a change I've waited for, what feels like forever, to happen. It's frustrating sometimes, but always fascinating, to see how life works. 

Today, life sucked. I suppose I should have been expecting it, since I've been happier in the last few weeks than, well, maybe ever. Nonetheless, I was was neither prepared nor impressed with whatever lesson (if one at all) I was being taught. It can always be worse, but sometimes it's really hard to grasp that perspective in the middle of a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad, day. 

So in the midst of this day I was having, a thought occurred to me: I bet even Buddha had bad days. This allowed me to be at peace with my bad day. I became determined to find one thing I was truly grateful for today, right then, in that moment.

My teeth. My gums. The surgeon that took away my wisdom teeth. The fact that I am no longer pinching the inside of cheeks every time I bite down. Less headaches and a pain-free masseter. It's the small things, people. Seriously.