My reflections: A punch in the gut, that’s what life is sometimes

Guardian angels are mothers or mothers are the guardian angles (Shutterstock)

If I told you I’m always bubbling with joy, I would be lying. But if I told you my life is usually strewn with joy here and sadness there, in a kind of sequence, I won’t be lying.

Everyone’s life is a muddle of feelings. I was thinking about this when this thought nudged my brain. I’m a pretty lucky fellow or the good Lord always shines his favour upon my life.