Philosophy #6 · 1:43am Mar 9th, 2013
Reason
There is a reason for everything.
I have read countless books and stories. I have heard tales of the past and of the future.
They all have one thing in common.
Things don’t just “happen”. There is always a reason for it. That is a universal rule.
I can only think of one exception to this rule. An exception that is flawed to its core, but one that I must admit. It is one thing that will spread controversy throughout my entire life.
Cancer.
It comes without warning sometimes. Even in a family that has a history of it, it always comes as a shock. Except my family doesn’t have that kind of history. And yet it came anyway.
A few years after moving to a new place, a new life, my mother got sick. No explanation. No REASON. She just got sick. One day, while my dad was on a business trip out of state, my mom stopped breathing right. My sister called the hospital. An ambulance came and took my mom away. I, along with my sister, went to stay at a friend’s house since my dad was away. He was contacted, of course, but he wouldn’t be able to get home until the next day. This forever will be the first scariest night of my life.
I was at least ten years old at the time.
For years, my mom was in and out of the hospital, sometimes she was even in another state altogether. For years, I had to live with the fact that I might lose her at any given moment. For years, I thought I might commit suicide because of the ordeal.
I used to be a loner. I hid from the other kids because I wanted to be alone. My hobbies at that time included making up songs to pass the time, so that’s what I did. I sang to myself. I sang because I knew no one could hear me. I LIKED being alone.
Except my friends didn’t let me.
They soon got it in their heads to come find me sometimes at recess and lunch. They talked to me, played with me, imagined whole other worlds with me. I learned to not be alone so much, only occasionally. My friends saved me from a life of loneliness. And my family helped me cope with the pain.
My mom got better. She was soon back home and being a mom again. I loved that time with her, but sometimes life says no. She relapsed, had to go back to the hospital. Unlike last time though, she got better quicker, even more so the third time.
I am grateful for her being alive today. I truly believe that if it wasn’t for that fact, I wouldn’t be here myself. It does have its…repercussions though. Even though I’ve learned to hang with my friends more, I still like being alone. To think. To dream. To imagine a whole other life. There is a reason for this, like there is a reason for all things, but where is the reason to what had happened? Why did she get sick? Why did my family have to live through that ordeal?
I am plagued by countless questions, but no answers. How can I, when my mind won’t come up with a solution?
Where is the reason in that?
Think Freely my Friends
If there's a reason for everything, then the reason for this may be that you moved from where you used to live to a new place.
As for the rest, I... didn't really read it all in detail.
My thoughts on the matter are as follows, though: Things might happen for a reason. You might find and nurse back to health an injured puppy, and then later, after you take the puppy to the pound to find it a new home, you might get called by the owner of the pup and they might thank you. The reason being that you helped their poor pooch. But, if there's a reason for everything, what's the reason for you helping the puppy? Your conscious? Your love for animals? What if you hated dogs, would you have still helped it? There are many reasons for many things, and conversely, there are many things without reason. I have no reason for buying a pizza even if I know other people will just take it from me. All I'm getting in return is hurried thank yous and a few smiles. Is that my reason for it? To see those smiles? Maybe, but probably not. I could see those same smiles by telling a joke, and save myself some money. So why do I do it?
901473
I guess that makes sense, but like you said, somethings have no reason.
You also used the question of Why. Hard to avoid it isn't it?
901556 Not hard to avoid, just easy to encounter.
901673
Isn't that the same thing?
901698 Not at all. Something that is hard to avoid could be something like a rockslide or avalanche. It's hard to avoid, but it's not something that you'd encounter very often.
901773 Your logic amazes me sometimes.
901789 Aye, me too, laddie. Me too...