Alone with my thoughts...

Jeff is out of town (again), and I am sitting here in bed when I should be sleeping, just wondering why.

I just read on Facebook that a friends 4 year old daughter is having absence seizures...why?

Earlier today, I read of a family in Arkansas who lost both young boys in the tornados two days ago. Why? And how do you go on?

I know two local moms who have had very young children sick, one  needing brain surgery, one chemotherapy to fight cancer. Why?

I finished The Giver tonight, and reading the part about the memories of hunger and swollen, distended bellies breaks my heart. Why?

I know I will not know why in this lifetime, but I hope it's always ok to ask. 

Why? And how do I help? Where do I fit in? Food? Hugs? Gifts? Donating? Serving?

I am thankful every day for my family, even more today than yesterday. We are so blessed, and have so much to be thankful for. If these families can go on in the midst of seemingly insurmountable obstacles, surely I can find joy each day.