This shall pass... 😋

My 13 year old once asked me, ‘Mom. What is it that makes a happy man sad and a sad man happy?’... 😏
I reacted with a ‘I don’t know! Whatever!’...
I went to work and in the evening I tried to respond to his question...‘Impermanence?’ He smiled and said, “That’s what Dad said.”
😒 Then I asked him what it was, and he smiled and said, “This too shall pass!”
And till date I’ve found comfort in it. Every time there’s some tough times, we say to each other ‘this shall pass’ and in happy times we remind ourselves that ‘this too shall pass’...
Sat Chit Ananda 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

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