Wonders

Everyday I wonder. I wonder what it would be like to be 3 again without a care in the world. I wonder what it would be like to have grown up in a foreign country. And then I wonder about the present. I wonder how different my life would have been if my parents wouldn't have divorced when I was 9. I know it would be a lot different than it is now. My parents might actually talk; they might even get along. But what I wonder most is how I would change as a person if my past didn't have the events in it that it did. Would I be happier? Would I be a better person? And my answer is no. I believe I wouldn't be the strong person that I am today without the obstacles in my past. I learned, I grew, and I am my own person because of it.

Sickness

Sickness is a funny thing. It can be random and quick, or it can be picky and slow. For me, I seem to have to know both. My mom's coworker, who I knew quite well, died from breast cancer within 6 months of being diagnosed. My dad, who is a life-long drug user, has battled Hepititus for years. They say he won't last long, and now to add on top of it, I found out he might have to have surgery on his gall bladder. I know I might not be that close to my dad, but it still hurts when you're 2 hours away and can't see him. What I don't understand is why those people? Did they do something wrong? Some things we will never know. But what we do know is that people can fight. They can fight, and that is what I know Dad will do, and he will beat whatever it is this time. I just know it.