posted on Oct, 7 2012 @ 08:17 PM
I have suffered and known sorrow. I am not alone in this. I have watched those I love suffer and know their own sorrow. At times, I have wondered if
the point of life is, in fact, suffering. But even as I lie in darkness, I feel that hope is just on the periphery, that vague sense of light even
when no light can be seen. I feel the same as I bask in the brightness of the sun. Which has lead me to believe that life ultimately answers its own
question, regardless of whether that life is joyous or sorrowful, fulfilling or regretful, seemingly purposeful or meaningless. We are the answer to
the question why in our passing from the existence to the next.
But, the fact that the only true certainty in life is death is not a reason to grieve or be sorrowful; it is a reason to rejoice and celebrate, as it
means that every moment we live is an extraordinary circumstance.