Guilty Truth About Paradise

I sit here in Honolulu complaining. Truth be told, things could be worse. I'm the luckiest person I know. I have a wonderful family. My husband and daughter are amazing. Our future is strong and secure. I have wonderful friends. Although I lost my mother to cancer a month ago, I know she would want me to "make lemonaide." Life's too short. I just finished reading a friends blog about her battle with breast cancer. She's about my age. After reading about everything she's been going through and watching my mother die, it's times like these that I feel most guilty about living in paradise.