As we walked home in the rain from our Swiss Ball class, I was concentrating so hard on the less than amazing elements on this, the 29th of May, I almost walked past the begonia that greets us as we walk in. Not yet denuded of its label, it seemed so intent on providing a respite from the gloom and doom that I had to stop...and think...and smile. Life in its essence has good days and bad days. And that's a good thing. One would never recognize how amazing life can be without a comparative. And today, upon closer scrutiny, I found the good.