Have you heard that God will never give you more than you can handle? Or a reference to how much is on one's plate?
Well, some of us need bigger plates than others. A friend of mine lost her father some months ago and then herself, was diagnosed with stage four cancer. Now her holidays were shattered with the news that her mother has stage four, terminal cancer.
Hello, God. Couldn't we like evenly distribute the bad stuff instead of overloading one family? Not that I wish poor health on others, but how much misfortune can one family take. If there's an annual quota on the diagnosis of this monster disease, couldn't we spread the misery around equivalently?
I am grateful. I have very little on my plate right now and I'm knocking on wood as I type that last line. My plates are inexpensive, though. Whomever's in charge of the big stuff, please keep this in mind should you decide to load me up from life's buffet.
May the new year be a healthier, happier one for the families who've gotten more than their piece of crap pie.
Between the lines,
See ya later.
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