Bill and I have been discussing people and how some seem to have more bad luck than others. My sister has always had trouble in her life and it seems to have extended to her kids. I know bad things happen to everyone at some time or another, but I mean the kind where horrible things happen constantly, always something.

That brings me back to the lady I mentioned in another post that fell on her 18 month old grandchild in a freak accident and he died. Numerous other things have also happened to this lady like being raped several times and her son being in prison twice. The son was the Father of the little boy and he even brought him over for us to meet.

The poor lady must be having such a horrible time and I feel so sorry for her. That is certainly not something I would be able to deal with and just this past weekend the same young man, the Father of the baby took a trip with his buddy to Philly on their bikes for some event and tragedy struck again for this poor kid.

On their way home they got separated and a young lady in a car stopped and told the friend that he was down the road standing by his bike. At any rate they didn’t find the young man until 8 hours later and he was 30 yards up in the woods with a broken neck and a severed spine, the young man will never walk again and this is on top of losing his baby a couple years ago.

His bike was fine and from all accounts they didn’t find much outer damage to his body and the young man doesn’t remember what happened. They are now considering the possibility that the young lady in the car may have hit him and was scared and stopped to tell this other biker encase he was seriously hurt.

None of this makes sense to me and I find all the situations that this lady is going through and has been through weird and freaky. How in the world does so much bad happen over and over to the same people? I still can’t believe all of the things that have happened to her and her son, I only mentioned a few things because you would never believe all the other stuff.

They say God will never put more on you than you can bear, but these situations are a bit much. I asked my son when he was in the hospital if he thought there was something worse than having cancer and he didn’t hesitate for a moment to let me know that he wouldn’t want to live if he was paralyzed. Now for myself I wouldn’t either, but with him he could at least watch his son grow.

I sometimes don’t understand anything.