Yesterday I learned that a girl I went to high school with was killed in a car accident. Emma was a triplet. I didn't know her as well as I probably could have, but I know she was the kind of person everybody loved, as are her sisters. The kind of people who are always considerate and understanding, with never a bad word to say about anyone. I remember receiving help from one of the girls on our final school photos day. Nothing life changing, but the kind of consideration you would expect from anyone, yet is so rare in a high school environment. And now I can't even imagine what Emma's sisters are going through.
Nobody deserves to have this kind of thing strike their family, but does that stop it from happening? Of course not. And yet so many people believe that God loves us. I don't want to get into a whole religious tangent here, so I'll just say that I usually try to keep a firmly agnostic view of religious matters, but then I hear about things like this or that little girl who wanted nothing more than to see Up before she died, and I have to wonder how any kind of supposed omnipotent being could decide that some people don't get to see their lives through to the end. Nine years ago, so many lives were taken away. Why?
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