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Sometimes I wonder why things happen.
Why bad things happen.
Even why good things happen.
Sometimes it seems like the bad things that have happened don't make any sense at all. Like a duck sitting on your head.
Or that maybe fate got the wrong order.
Sometimes I think, "Hey, destiny. You got it wrong. This is how it's supposed to be! Not like that... no..."
And sometimes I wish with all my heart that I can have the things I've lost back.
The things (or people) that have meant the most to me that have been lost to the shores of oceans that have never been, or have been destroyed.
Sometimes I wonder why a certain person was taken from my life in and put in another's. Sometimes I cry about it. Sometimes I don't worry about. Sometimes I even think it's good. But usually not.
Sometimes I question why I'm still here.
But then I remember..

I have a God. He is a wonderful God and he has a plan. The good, the bad, the ugly, everything. And sometimes, I feel like I have no clue what he's doing, or even why he's doing it. But he knows. He knows.
I can't know happiness
without sadness.
I can't know hope
without hopelessness.
Everything adds up.
Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow.
But it'll all add up.
Even if it doesn't seem like it now.
It doesn't exactly all add up right now...
But it will.
In the end.
Sometimes I question why I'm still here? But then... I remember.
I am here because I am meant to BE. I am, am I.