Randomness

There are times in our lives where we tend to question ourselves. We question who we are, what we belive in, our friends. Today I think about a good friend that just lost her father. It reminds me of when my brother died...what could I have done different to help him? Was there any help? I was only 15 at the time so I doubt I could've done anything more. My friend is asking herself the same questions. When we begin to question ourselves, we dig into the deep abyss in our mind that we close off because we don't like the answers. I try to look at things as life experiences, not failures of who we are. I try to be the best person I could possibly be for my friends, family and anyone I run into. Life....a complexity.