blckwngdorcl | Blasphemous Rumors

That's the name of a Depeche Mode song that just played on LaunchCast, and it makes me ask that age-old question: Why??? A few years ago, my sister, Kathy, passed away from Lymphatic Cancer. Now I understand the whole concept of trials making one stronger, but Damn you, that was my sister you took, you son of a bitch!!! Why did she have to go? Isn't there some more good she could have done down here?!? She had kids and a loving husband and it looked like they were really getting things to go smoothly after everything that they went through. Everything that YOU put them through, I might add! I just don't get you sometimes. There are times that I really hate you. I mean here we are, scratching the soil for our living, and you, for whatever reason, decide that you are going to shake up the playing field and see what effect it has and if it happens to make things a little more interesting for you to watch. You know, most of the time, I like you. You are kind and gracious and understanding. Then you go and pull shit like this, and we can do nothing but suck it up and keep moving on. And it's not like I'm deciding that I don't need you, in fact, therein lies the rub. I do need you. I need you and you know it, which really irritates me when the memory of Kathy comes dancing through my mind...