Why?

It is a familiar question! Why? Why me? Why not me? When tragedy strikes we are often left searching for answers, for a reason, a solution, an acceptable understanding. Sometimes it is hard to accept that there are times when there is no answer forthcoming.

Sometimes we blame others, ourselves or God. If God loved us He wouldn't allow this thing to have happened? You know I have had a lot of things happen that I still don't understand but one thing is clear for me. God did not cause those things. God can get me through them but He did not cause them.

I think for me it comes down to not so much the why anymore as to the what. What will I do with what is before me? What will I do when I don't know why? What will I do when it makes no sense? Will I give up, crawl in my bed and pull the covers over my head and stop living? Will I drown my sorrows in alcohol? Will I pretend they don't exist and deny my own feelings even to myself?

Sometimes the hardest thing is walking through the tough stuff. Feeling it, facing it and continuing on. I know, I have been there. I still have my whys but I am okay. For now it's enough!