Our lives are a sequential progression of phases as we react to inevitable change. We react even to changes we ourselves instigate. No matter how much planning we pour in to change, we still find ourselves somewhat reactionary because when faced with the unknown we have much to assimilate. Similarly, life events which are unplanned also cannot be confronted with strategic direction in mind so where does that leave us?
In the depths of the worse we remember more fondly the best, but without the difficult times, how would we know the good times? Its all part of the balance of life - requiring one in order to appreciate the other. The comfort in the bad times is the knowledge that you'll be better prepared the next time it comes around.
Sound which is diametrically out-of-phase cancels each other out, as it seemingly does in life. All of our bad days are outweighed by our good days, and that expands into weeks, months, and sometimes even years. When I arrived in Saudi Arabia for three months, I couldn't imagine that length of time on my first day. I ended up volunteering to stay an additional two months. Perspective also, is helpful in overcoming roadblocks in new phases.
But as long as you remember that just like the phases of the moon, our lives as well are cyclic. What has been will be again, be it sorrowful or joyful. Yeah it sucks, but a meltdown never helped anything. So while I remember fondly times past, I pine not for them, for while cyclic, the changes in us experienced throughout each phase-shift can never be repeated. I know this, you know this - but for some turning back the clock is all that keeps them moving forward, and I wouldn't dare take that from them.
I'm in a phase myself right now, and as far as phases go, its not a bad one. Life is good, comfortable. I just need to settle into it. The battles have all been fought, and won. There are no more. And that's an adjustment in itself. But I know more will come later. So for now, I'll take the downtime.