I tend to consider society as a whole as the walking wounded. We've all experienced profound grief and debilitating sadness. We have all lived through pain, through loss, through trials.
Yet, each and every day it's expected that we get out of bed in the morning and cope as best we can. We put one foot ahead of the other, not just because it's what's expected, but because it's the right thing to do. While there are those suffering through unbearable agonies for whom extended and extensive treatment is required we, the walking wounded, are a low priority in life's triage. The common ills and woes are healed by time, circumstance and for a while the support and TLC of friends and family.
What generally helps too is faith, not necessarily of the spiritual kind though that certainly works for believers. No it's the faith in knowing that all the old adages speak the truth. Tomorrow is another day. Time heals all wounds. Every cloud has a silver lining. This too shall pass. And of course, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade.
In this life, everyone will have their burdens, everyone will face obstacles and trauma. But what we know too, however, is how fortunate we are to be living it. Each day is a gift. We should wake in the morning to count our lemons, er blessings. In difficult or stressful times we can find comfort in the promise of each new moment and inspiration in the beauty that surrounds us, whether it's an ocean view or a quiet forest.
Or what we can see here in these beautiful photos from iCLIPART.com, iPHOTOS.com and Clipart.com