On why today is just not the grandest of days.

One of my wisdom teeth seems to be trying to come in somewhere that feels like it is either occupied by brain matter, an eyeball, or 5 trillion nerves, resulting in the entire left side of my face being rather achy.
My country is about to (or has already) start bombing another land, causing massive amounts of death and destruction.
There is some killer virus making its way all over the world.

On why today is the grandest of days.

I am loved. . . by more people than I deserve.
There is gorgeous music filling my ears.
My children are wild, amusing little things.