More than One truth

I have always found life incredibly beautiful. There is so much to love: a simple smile, the people we meet, music, dancing, a silly laughter, learning something new, a beautiful morning, a good meal, a moment that makes us smile for no particular reason.

And yet, life can be so hard.

Maybe that is part of the complexity of being human.

To hold more than one truth. To let life be beautiful without pretending it is easy.

To acknowledge that something is hard without allowing the hardship to erase the beauty around it.

Life is not black and white. It is complicated, contradictory, painful and joyful, ordinary and extraordinary—all at once.

Life is beautiful.
Life is hard.

Both are true.