Are we all supposed to go through losing everything? Are we supposed to learn to live with nothing but the love from the few that are still close to us? I find myself loving and feeling sorry for the people who have done the most damage recently, even trying to help them work through it which I am told is a mistake. I understand why they are the way they are. Is that what we have in common here? Is that part of the growth needed to prepare us for what's to come? I'm definitely more prepared than I was 3 years ago but it's tough to imagine doing anything truly good and worthy for the world with what little I physically have now. My girls and I are safe, we have the necessities, we have eachother. I know that's all that really matters. I'm just wondering when and how I'll know what I'm supposed to do with these gifts.