On the whole, I don't think everything happens for a reason. Every once in awhile, however, something will happen that I can't explain.

My aunt (with whom I was particularly close -- she had no kids of her own) died last month. She was in assisted living & being cared for by a hospice nurse in her last week. I received a call on a Sunday informing me she'd stopped eating & might die within a matter of days or weeks. I immediately jumped in my car & made the two-hour drive to the assisted living center. I arrived & was able to make a bedside visit, whereas window visits were the only thing allowed before. I entered the room, held her hand, looked deep into her eyes & she stoppped breathing five minutes later. After that long drive, I was able to be there for her passing with five minutes to spare. What if there had been heavier traffic, or if I'd stopped for a cup of coffee? It was a strange occurance which I am grateful for.

I'm not religious at all, & am generally skeptical. This event, however, still makes me reflect. Like Werewoman & divine1966, I realize that there's too much unexplained evil in the world to assign reason to everything. My final visit with my aunt last month, however, gives me pause to think.