I don’t usually whinge it’s a trait that is not part of my character. I tend to deal with what’s happening and move on. There is no point on dwelling or wallowing on situations or circumstances you cannot control. However, I am frustrated and ticked off by the cards Fate has dealt my family. It seems each time a good event occurs we are brought down by unpleasant news. This is what happened just over the Easter long weekend.
We went away for the weekend, a break we desperately needed. It was great. We spent a day driving to funky art galleries, ate lunch in a little café on an olive grove where they press and sell their own oil and finished at a winery. Each day we took a walk along the beach, the water beautiful and calm, we even saw dolphins a few kilometres from the shore. The sunsets were magnificent and overall a relaxing weekend. We returned home, checked messages and learned our grandmother was rushed to hospital earlier that day. Suffice to say, she has stabilised and now it’s a day to day monitoring.
This wasn’t a one off situation, it has been a culmination of factors. Since the start of the 21st century, we’ve been dealing with one hurdle after another. I know there are many others worse off but I wonder how much one family has to cope with? What I don’t understand is why? What is the lesson the Universe is trying to teach us? I understand each person has their journey in this life yet there seems to be a catalyst, a harbinger ready to take you down. Are we on trial for actions of the past?
I’m not a doom and gloom person, I leave the pessimism to others. I survived four car accidents and depression. Don’t get me wrong, I still get dark thoughts, especially on days where I am feeling overwhelmed or not in the best head space. I tend not let it define me. I refuse to let it consume me. But when the hits keep coming and you know you’re a good person and your family is as well, you ask why does the awful stuff keep happening?
I am not writing this to garner sympathy, that’s not my intent, I just needed to vent. But if anyone can make sense of the whys, I’d love to hear from you. You may be wiser than I and have a better understanding why the Universe sets us these ordeals.
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Historical fiction fantasist Luciana Cavallaro, a secondary teacher, meanders from contemporary life to delve into the realms of mythology. Subscribe to her FREE short story http://eepurl.com/bhESs1