They say you never really appreciate what you have until you no longer have it. Something simple like breathing that normally occupies no attention whatsoever suddenly assumes immense importance if one is sick and experiencing respiratory difficulty while struggling for each and every breath. Many folks donít discover what was good about (even supposedly bad) relationships until the relationship ends. A person who grows up in a well-to-do family is only going to understand the pains and pressures of poverty on an intellectual plane, in much the same way that someone who has only lived in the US appreciates free speech, having never actually experienced itsí absence.
What do you appreciate due to experiencing its absence?