By Christy Evans
Why does life giveth and taketh away? Why do things feel amazing now and completely horrible the very next day? Why is the sun blue on one day but for six it is gray? I’m just so tired of feeling this way! Why can’t it be metaphorically sunny all of the time? Why do I have to struggle through this life that is mine?
Some days are so beautiful it seems unreal; like a dream. Then other days my heart and mind are tearing by their ever loosening seam. Can life really ever be good all of the time every day? I guess not, why; because life is funny that way!!!