And yet, I think we often expect it to be. We expect absolute perfection, of ourselves, our lives, our relationships, our jobs, and everything we encounter. Consequently, we feel disappointed if there are flies in the ointment, or if we have to deal with any kind of wrinkle or scab or inconvenience. And when life is already hard, we don't expect joy or laughter or pleasure of any kind, and yet, there it is.
Maybe we should take a realistic look at our expectations and remember that life is supposed to be a mix of many things all at once. We need never be stuck in any particular position or mood. We can change our focus and our perspective at any moment and as often as we please.
I am able to see the good in the bad and the bad in the good and keep an open mind about the fantastic and mysterious mutability of life.