simple

sometimes the world is anything except simple.  very little makes sense.  loss comes and we cannot forgive ourselves for not being able to change the present.  it comes every day and though we try to steel ourselves, try to deny these events.  sooner or later in one way or another it comes to our own doorsteps or too close to avoid.  hurt and pain, the loss of loved ones seems unbearable.  today it is too close – whether it is something halfway around the world or a neighbor just down the street.  pause and offer love and sympathy in the face of the unexplainable.  offer love and with this gesture hope.