Existence…
… On this earth, in this lifetime, is brutal. You see unjust events, good people suffering, crooked people succeeding, lots of pain, expirations, the limits of the human body. I believe each and every one of us is here for a reason, a mission. And once we complete our mission, it’s time to expire. I believe that our physical existence here on earth is temporary, that earth is not our true home, that the short physical existence is a mere sliver of a larger scale of existence… In God’s presence. My mom completed her mission, her purpose in life, and it was time for her to go home. She finished this brutal game called life to the best of her ability, was benched, and is now watching from the bleachers.
Guess I’m still in the game. Dammit.
