16.5 years.

I have been living in this wold for 16.5 years. When I was younger, that would seem like an eternity, but as I look back on my life, I sometimes feel the complete opposite. Especially when I look at what i have and haven't done, [most haven't done]. I have gone snowboarding and I love it, I go to church, I have good friends, I have gone through many times in my life where I felt great, I felt so close to God like everything was right in my life. But on the other hand, I have experienced just as many [or possibly even more], hurt and pain in my life. Well atleast thats what I like to think. But I realize that its easier for me to remember and hold onto the moments in my life that hurt me the most. I can't help but wonder why its easier to feel regret and pain, than it is to feel happy. No, I'm not depressed, I don't even know if others feel the same way I do. But I can distinctly remember when I found my best friend did drugs, or when I was hanging out with this guy and he did a drug deal infront of me [basically, he lied about it, but I knew what he was doing], I remember being rejected by boys. But I forget that some boys, and pursueing me to a point where I was kinda freaked out. I have had a happy life...My parents are together, we go to church together [and our church is totally great], we have money, I have great best friends, you know, the list goes on. But then as I am writing this, I am thinking to myself "well, what about what happened with casey?", "What about my grades?", "I don't have my license yet.", [and the most common] "I am 16.5 years old and I have never had a boyfriend." Why do we always focus on the negative? Why can't we open our eyes to the tiny miracles that keep us alive. Like our hearts and our brains...Neither can 'survive' without eachother. And how come, we don't take those negativities and apply them to our lives so we can learn, and we can teach?