It is just not fair

Sometimes life is just not fair. I think I have written about this before. I think of all of the injustices around me, in my life, in my community, in the US and in the world.

Every morning I listen to NPR and find out what is going on in the world. I think of all the young men and women losing their lives in the middle east. My heart breaks for their families. Those they leave behind. I hear about the new elections in the Congo and wonder if they will truly see democracy. I hear about victims from tsunami's, hurricanes, earthquakes, war, genocide, disease and murder. Some days it is too much to bare. I have to take a break from the news.

I have several friends who have had tragedy in their lives. A friend who lost a child, the worst loss. Several friends who have lost their parents way too young. My husband lost both his father and brother at a young age. Friends who have suffered molestation while growing up. Friends who have been raped. Friends who have suffered depression. Friends who have been abused or live in abusive relationships. Friends who are battling life-altering and threatening illnesses. All these things happen to good people.

Why do these things happen? Do we bring them upon ourselves? No, I don't think so. What makes us keep going? What makes get out of bed every morning and carry on?

I will tell you what keeps us going. Life. Human spirit. Will power. The human spirit is an amazing thing. We can endure many unspeakable things, but still continue to persevere. Why? I don't know. We are resilient. Those of us who do survive these hardships do so because we have no other choice. We aren't brave or superhuman. We have choosen not to give up or give in. We are the true hero's in life.

I truly believe that the human spirit is strong and will live on long after our bodies retire.