For the past several weeks, I have been writing with Dr. Kataria. All of this writing has made me think on so many things I have pushed out of my mind - this topic was one of them. Why do bad things happen to good people? For years, I have asked myself that very question.
I have lived my life pretty much as a goody-goody girl. Never was I a rebel, never did I knowingly go against the grain. Every idiom, such as keep your nose to the grindstone, your shoulder to the wheel, I took on as a personal mantra. My workload throughout most of my life was more than was humanly possible, but I had been taught, a life of service was a good thing and being such a good person, I labored on.
At age 20, I found myself married, because thats what good girls were supposed to do and in charge of an intensive care unit.
By age 30, I was divorced, but raising two children who were not my own, managing a large medical clinic, immersing myself in another culture, and dutifully keeping my nose to the grindstone.
By age 40, I was re-married with two children of my own and three who were not, driving them over 100 miles every day for 8 long years back and forth to school, while single-handedly managing a large home and family, my husbands business and more deeply than ever immersed in another culture.
By age 50, I found myself saying good-bye to my babies, to my second marriage, as well as to my business and a high-flying lifestyle. Despite all of the good things I had done in my life, my life was pretty darned bad.
By age 60, I found myself with cancer, alone, no longer staggering under a heavy workload, but instead, stumbling without it. Why do bad things happen to good people?
This question keeps whirling in my mind. I have asked myself repeatedly, why me? What could I have possibly done to deserve this? Walking the straight and narrow, living my life totally in service to others, how could my life have possibly come down to this solitary existence?
Fortunately, mid-50s, laughter found me. Not being one inclined toward frivolities, as a clown in costume, it had to bop me over the head repeatedly to get my attention, but when it finally had my full attention, life began to change and happily, it continues to positively evolve.
Why Do Bad Things Happen to Good People was the title of one of the first pieces Madan gave me to work on. I was thinking, hmmmmmm maybe I was right about the madanus katariasis organism, maybe it truly had bored its way into my brain and could now read my thoughts! The article was all about karma as I re-titled, it, The Good, The Bad, and the, Why Me? Thought-provoking, not something the Western mind normally embraces, but it made so much sense I think Ive got it!
Now, this is a lengthy topic and could very well be a l o n g piece, but since this is, after all, a blog, I will give you the brief and final synopsis
Why do bad things happen to good people? To make them even better, yay!