Fair. What exactly does that mean ? Witnessing something that I would label as fair has been extremely difficult. I see no fairness in the world, or at least in my world.
Fair is not living a healthy happy life and not being diagnosed with a brain tumor.
Fair is not going through 2 brain surgeries, loads of chemo, radiation and therapy and the tumor growing back anyway. Fair is not having to miss your children growing up happy and turning into wonderful well adjusted adults. Fair is not being taken from your family way too soon.
We pray and pray and think positively and do everything you're supposed to do and it doesn't make a godamn bit of difference. Shit Happens anyway and there is not a damn thing we can do to change it. That's life. Life is not Fair.
And yet in spite of it all I continue to pray. I pray for peace for those around me most affected. I do this because I'm human and if there is one tiny bit of a chance that my prayers can make a difference then I must do it.