Why?

There are difficulties in life that we all have to face no matter how much one can try and avoid.  Even if avoided, it will come back to haunt one another time.

Life is complicated but yet rather simple.

Yes that may be hard to grasp.

But you see it’s complicated because of the complications we have to face (obviously) and then it can be rather simple, simple as in, living everyday perhaps not even realizing how easily you could’ve got hit by that car that one time. And yet it happened more then once and you’re still here?  Yes I know this doesn’t apply to everyone out there, but a nice chunk of the world’s population it does apply to.  I realize it over and over again each and every day, how I could’ve easily died that one time but didn’t.

So why am I still here?

Why me?

I read a book not too long ago called “The Gift” by Daniel Steel.

In the book, a little girl died from meningitis, (this took place in the 1950’s) why would a little girl so innocent and sweet, cherished and loved by her family die of such?

She was A Gift to them for 5 short years.

You tell me…

Is it worth it?

Is it worth having someone so special to be with you for only a short time? And then later on visit their grave.  Is it worth the pain and torture?  Perhaps so, perhaps not.

Let’s say a 17 year old committed suicide.

She was in a broken home.

No loving parents.

No one to love her.

She’s on drugs.

Smokes

Drinks.

An unhappy life.

Why, what was the point of her being on earth, she’s worthless, no use, nothing, nobody.  Perhaps she did do some good for someone out there, even if it was just a smile to someone passing by.  None of us saw it, but she gave that person something to keep going in life, a real smile, not the fake ass type, but a real smile can do more then you can assume. 

Yep I believe, I believe everything has a reason.

Why did that guy molest that child?

Why did he rape her?

Why did she rape him?

Why did they bomb us?

Why did we bomb those one guys.

Why did they have war?

Why did we have war?

Why are there such horrible people on earth?

Why do many innocent die?

Why?

Why am I here wasting my time typing this?

What is the point?

Many will disagree with me.

No surprise there.

I never said I was right, but I always want to strive to make a difference.

A better difference.

Hopefully a positive…

So why, why, why!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Perhaps we aren’t supposed to know.