Lately, I seem to struggle to understand, why things happen the way they do. Why is death so mysterious? Why do some people have to endure so much pain and others seem so charmed? It makes me angry. Life's so short and unpredictable. We're taught to cherish each day, each breath, every second, but no one teaches us how to mourn the ones we lose. I'm so filled with grief at this moment, I don't know what to do.
