Letters for Rose {to be continued}

Dear Rose, (52)

Bad things can happen because I am stupid. Bad things can happen because people make mistakes. Bad things can happen because of life. Which one is our situation? Was it my stupidity? Our mistakes? Or simply life? I don't know about you but for me it's easier to blame life. I don't know exactly why but life is a bitch. It always has been and moving forward it most certaintly is going to be. So let's blame her. Life, I mean. Let's wash our hands and say that life decided all. More like Destiny. Yeah, let's blame destiny. Bad things can happen to great people. Bad things can happen to bad people and then we don't feel sorry for it. Bad things can happen to innocent people and that's the one that hurts and upsets us the most. But we can't really say who gets to be hurt and who doesn't. Nor can we say who deserves our compassion and prayers and who doesn't. Because we really don't know. And we cannot play God. Not even once, in our life time. Only, probably, when we are five and we are playing pretend. Maybe not even then. We can't play God. We can't mess with destiny. We can't say who gets to live and who gets to die. But we can blame life. And at some extend it makes it better. Life, I mean. Blaming life makes life easier. Not all the time. But sometimes it does. Fortunately for us. Because there are no permanent solutions. Life always changes. Destiny always gets in the way. God always helps. Even when we don't see it.

Cathy