When Painful Things Happen and You Can’t Stop Obsessing Over Why
“We all have problems. The way we solve them is what makes us different.” ~Unknown
I used to be a “why” person. Why, you ask? Because after receiving my middle daughter Nava’s diagnosis of a neurological condition, I got really hooked into “why me” mode, and it just ate away at every fiber of my core.
I obsessed over “why.” Why did it happen? I needed to make sense out of a senseless fluke of nature.
I was devastated and beside myself with the raging emotions of grief—the anger, bitterness, and resentment—and the dance in my head …
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