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CHICKEN BOOTH

See how it was with those who came before,

how it will be with those who are living.

Like corn mortals ripen and fall;

like corn they come up again.

—Katha Upanishad - Part 1, Verse 6

I sat down at a chicken joint last night, and in the booth beside me was a mother and daughter. The girl was high school-aged, crying over something in pitch and tone that sounded like the end of the world but, in words and reality, was quite trivial.

There’s a podcaster I like that says, “The worst thing that ever happened to you is the worst thing that ever happened to you.” It really clicked in, seeing these two generations side-by-side. Whatever some other girl said to the boy this girl liked was the worst thing ever. Meanwhile, her mother, with four times the go-rounds on earth, has probably been through divorce settlements, health complications, financial woes, or a hundred other things that would put this high school drama to shame.

Fortunately for the daughter, the mother had the patience to sympathize with this social tragedy. I myself might have reached across the table to give her shoulders a good shake as I yell, “There are so many worse things coming down the line!” But that’s just me.

It’s amazing to look back at a number of events that felt like yesterday and realize those might’ve been the worst thing that ever happened to me too. Perhaps this mother could recognize herself in her daughter, going through the same cycle of trials she once went through before.

But life keeps pushing the threshold of “worst” further and further, making our tolerance higher. I’m sure in every painful situation we go through in life, we wish it wasn’t happening. But if it didn’t, we’d be the ones sitting across from our daughters while crying over boys, and they’d be reaching over a chicken sandwich to give us the violent shake.

That’s all for now, but I’ll leave you with this: Endure the trials of today, knowing you’ll look back tomorrow and think they weren’t so bad. Or maybe you will. As a friend’s dad once told us at an impressionable young age, “Life sucks, and then you die.” So eat as many tasty sandwiches as you can between now and then because it’ll all be over soon.