I just got a call from my grandmother. She was rather upset. She had just gotten a call from my cousin Frankie, who is currently fighting a losing battle with bone cancer. His son had a seizure and doctors just discovered a tumor the size of a golf ball in his brain. He is very young, only 21, and is a med student. Tragedy seems to be following my family and appears around every corner. My great aunt just died about a week and a half ago, my grandpa died 1 year ago as of November 12, and now this. The stress on my family is never ending. When will it end?

It made me realize something. When will someone else leave this world? There is no way to predict it. For all I know, my parents could die in a car accident tomorrow, or within the week. What is the purpose of it all?