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Everyone I know seems to be having a rough summer this year.

Maybe summers are like all holidays. We expect so much out of them that they are bound to disappoint in some way, or maybe this is just a Karma year when everything evens out.

Actually I don't believe in any of that stuff.

I think most of the people I know are so kind and empathetic and work so hard to be and do the right thing that living up to their own expectations is impossible. And holding others up to that standard feels right even though they can't really do it either.

We are mostly just good people trying to take who we are, baggage and all, and make the most out of what we have. Trying to fill in the holes and even out the rough spots is a never-ending struggle in such an abrasive world.

People can help clean your house, or mow your lawn. They can fix your pipes, or buy you things, but truly . . . the only one who can find joy in the moment is you.

Take a deep breath and know that in that one moment everything really is okay and one moment at a time we can all get through.