Life Isn't Fair

You've heard it before and if you are like me, you've said more than you care to admit.  "Life isn't fair."  

But really, it isn't.  Think about it.  People who you don't think deserve something, get it.  Bad people get good things and good people have things that are bad happen to them.  It isn't fair.  

But here's the gravity of the situation, life isn't fair and there is nothing we can do about it.  Really.  Nothing we can do about it.  Let that sink in for a minute. 

Life isn't fair.  

Now, how do we change our way of thinking?  Or better yet, DO we change our way of thinking?  

I was 30 years old when I became pregnant with my first child.  I followed the book on what I could and could not eat, what I should expose myself and the baby to, and everything in between.  I didn't even take a Tylenol for a headache or a Tums for heartburn.  And still yet, I have a child with complex medical needs.  While family members do drugs and expose themselves and their unborn child to God knows what and their child is born totally and completely perfect.  How is that fair?  

It isn't.

So, why do I need to talk about life not being fair?  Because I struggle every single day with anger and hate and all of those negative emotions that are slowly eating away the very core of who I am.  

There are children in third world countries who often go days without food or clean water to drink.  There are babies who never make it to their first birthdays.  There are people who are beaten and abused.  All while I complain about the struggles of my child.  My child who is here and alive and thriving?  My child who is well fed, living in a warm safe home and who is loved more than most?  Again, life isn't fair.  

We can all look at someone or something and think "why do they deserve these things and not me?"  Of course we can.  But should we?  How does it make us better?  How does it enrich our lives or the lives of others?  It doesn't.

I am trying so hard to not look and compare.  I may look at someone who has a bigger home than I do, or a nicer car, or a better job, or a thinner body and think "why them?'  But reality is, that same person may be looking at me and thinking, "why does she have a loving husband and I don't?"  Or "why does she have a loving family and friends and I don't?"  You see, when you compare yourself to someone else, you are doing yourself a dis-justice.  You are blessed!  You are unique.  You are you. 

When I have these times when I look at someone and say "why her" or better yet "why not me" I try so hard to remember that this is my life.  It is unlike any other life ever in existence.  But that's why it is so special.  Because it is mine.  And that is remarkable.  REMARKABLE. 

I honestly didn't intend on getting so deep today, but this is something that I have been truly struggling with lately.  I hope that someone needed this and got something from this.  

Love you all,

-Amanda