| I think I understand the basic sentiment behind all of what you're saying, and I do appreciate you sharing it. I only have time to respond very briefly. I suspect there are some (fairly reasonable) assumptions behind your assessment here. First, my grandfather didn't say much at all. He was quiet and reserved, with only a few friends. He said "...breathing is a good day.", perhaps eight or ten times in the 18 years I lived with him, and the following 15 years I'd visit. And it was always in response to me or someone else complaining about trivial stuff. To be clear: he wasn't repeating that statement like a mantra. > Honestly, if the only thing you can be grateful for is "breathing" ... Far from it; it's a baseline of gratitude, not in any way exclusive. > During the happiest times in my life, I've never even thought to say "Every day you're breathing is a good day.". For me as well! And likely my grandfather's perspective as well. > ...grandfather was dissatisfied and unhappy ... PTSD ... My grandfather definitely dealt with PTSD for many years, but he was 49 years old when I was born, and there were few signs of it left while I was growing up. To be clear: my grandfather was far from dissatisfied and unhappy. In simple, straightforward ways, he enjoyed his life, through and through. Finally, I'll note that I am I just sharing this personal anecdote with the deep understanding that every experience and circumstance is different. It is my hope that your father found or is finding peace. |