Hear that? It's the sound of living. Life is clunky.
And it is all right.
It is a relief to assent to the clunkiness of life on Earth, where even a great and blessed thing isn't always great and blessed, whether it be a spouse, a child, a job, a friend, a house, a stomach to feed. This is an odd kingdom where a lover isn't always loverly, where a happy ending often circles back to a meagre beginning, and where even a dearest companion may let you down.
It rattles and clangs and clunks, this life. But it moves along. Breathe and go with it.