You hear this all the time . . . everything happens for a reason. I happen to be one of those people that truly believe that. There are times that I can't fathom the reason (as you'll see), but usually, it comes clear pretty soon.
Last week was Spring Break. We (the Family) were supposed to go to Washington, DC; however, financially, that really became impossible. So--we did a "staycation." The Family went to Las Vegas for 2 days, the Boy and I went to Universal Studies Hollywood (and took his BFF), and then, the Boy and I went to Knott's Berry Farm. There were shopping trips and and swimming days in between. This is the good part of living in Southern California--there is always something to do.
I was feeling kind of bummed to go to Vegas instead of DC. Afterall, I go to Vegas regularly with my Girlfriends. But, I have a good friend who was in Vegas. She wasn't there for fun though. Her oldest son had a horrific accident while riding his quad. He went headfirst into a concrete culvert, no helmet. His facial bones and some skull bones were crushed. He was airlifted to a hosptial in Vegas, underwent surgeries, and on Easter Sunday had a minor stroke. You can imagine the agony she and the rest of the family have been going through. So, when she called me and asked if I could take her younger son back to California when we went back. Eureka! This is why we couldn't go to DC.
So, while I still don't know why this family has to undergo this horrible ordeal, but one day that too will be made clear. Maybe not to me as it isn't mine to know, but hopefully, it will be made clear to them and more importantly, I pray for his full and speedy recovery.