posted on Oct, 24 2010 @ 12:55 PM
reply to post by onehuman
I'm grateful for your words: they express a great deal more than the mere letters that comprise them.
Yes, I wonder often, but these days the pain in that wondering has lessened to the point where tears don't always flow, and the sense of guilt (or
self-condemnation) has been replaced by a feeling of acceptance that some things are simply what they are.
What I'm trying to say is that I no longer ask "what if?" in the way I used to. There are endless "what ifs" in our lives every day, but most of
the time we don't think of them because nothing bad happens that makes us start down that tortuous, questioning path. What if we'd looked left a
moment sooner, what if we'd answered that phone the first time it rang, what if we'd left for work five minutes sooner or later, or caught the next
bus and not that one? Because every day, we could have done things slightly differently and so could have everyone else on this planet. The
complexities are endless, so why do we ask "what if?" when something happens that we didn't wish had occurred?
To paraphrase Arthur Ashe, the former Wimbledon champion, if we don't ask "why did this happen to me?" when good things happen, then why do we ask
it when bad things happen? Especially if the odds of both are really the same -- which they are -- for as the possibilities are nearly infinite, then
one outcome is just as likely as another. Granted, some could argue against that from a practical standpoint but I'd rather not go there.
looking at the philosophy of the whole thing.
The support I've received from you and other members reminds me that good hearts are everywhere, empathy is alive and well, and even the worst
situation can have a positive lesson.