Life isn’t fair. Effort doesn’t always equal outcome. Good people die young. Hard work goes unnoticed. Love isn't always returned. Sometimes, the villain wins. And the only thing you can control is how you respond when it happens.
There's a funeral on our street and my 4 year old asked if I'm going to die. I said we're all going to die. She asked when, I said I don't know. She asked if anybody knows, I said nobody knows. She asked "So we just die?" I answered yes. My baby sighed and exclaimed "Shit!"