often we ask ourselves why things happen...we know that there's some reason for everything...but it is with far too much frequency that we question life's tumultuous road map...
but think of the fact that there are thousands upon scores of thousands of variables in every moment in time...it is not our place to speculate as to the chain of events that make our lives the way they are...what is it worth for us to try to change the past in our minds?
as difficult as some things may be to understand or to hear or to accept, the fact of the matter stands that these things do indeed exist with an unwavering degree of permanence that do not yield to our prerogatives in demanding their change or, god willing, their nonexistence...
we often also question our reasons...and often that requires a revisitation of thoughts and emotions that in all terms of being are no longer...once again we cannot to any perfect degree relive what we once knew with hopes of understanding it...that in itself is not possible...what is possible, however, is to understand the past's relevance to the immediate moment...
and if in these moments there is no such relevance...then let it be understood that said events are of no consequence...this is not to say that they did not happen...by all means of the passage of life, these things have indeed happened...but certainly we would find a more fulfilling existence within ourselves to know that only those moments that mean something to us are those to which we hold on...
and of which we never let go... | 
