It seems trivial to write about Mother’s Day, or my children, or anything in the face of this news about Cancerbaby.
The world is now home to a husband without a wife, a mother and father without a daughter, and many people with a hole in their heart. It is sad, and sad, and sad.
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My mother was a good woman. She was killed by cancer.
My father was – and still – an idiot. He is perfectly healthy.
The world we live in is an interesting place. I am not sure that it is much more than that though. This world is a place in which we live. We can try to learn from our experiences here. We can try to make this world a little bit better for those that come along after we are gone. Or we can simply exist and fade away. I am not sure that any of our choices have much bearing on how things happen, why things happen, or even what things happen.
A few things I am certain of:
Good things happen to good people
Good things happen to bad people
Bad things happen to good people
Bad things happen to bad people.