Pain

Does all of this pain mean something in the end? Do we go through this for a reason? Yes, there are pleasures in life, but it seems that the bad outweighs the good. Almost everyone I know has had a horrendous year. As it comes to an end, hope renews for the next year, but just because it's another year really doesn't mean anything. It doesn't mean the bad will stop, the pain will stop. At times like these it's important to stop.......and reflect. What do I have to be thankful for? I have a roof over my head, and clothes to wear. I live with my parents, and as trying as that is (sometimes plain intolerable), I don't have to pay rent. I attend a university, thanks to my women ancestors. I've met new people, some I hope will stay in my life for a long time. If there's so much good, then why doesn't it feel like it? Why are some of the people closest to me going through so much pain and heartache? Because their lives were good for a while? Now it's paybacks for the years of comfort and security they enjoyed? Because they had so many years with their mother, that now it's time to watch her slip away before she slips away? Because they had so many years of good health, they have to nearly die? It would be nice if I knew that it would end, but it won't until I end. That's just part of life.