"I had a terrible day". We say it all the time. A fight with the boss, the stomach flu. A root canal, an IRS audit, coffee spilled on our clothes. That's what we describe as 'terrible' when nothing terrible is happening. When the really terrible things happen, we start begging to God to bring back the little horrors and take away this. It seems quaint now, doesn't it? Would it have helped if we could see what else was coming? Would we have known that those were the best moments of our lives?