The terms fairness and why? Have you heard them?

That's a serious deep thought SSgt (Join to see) . I spent too long being upset and angry at the world. It is so easy to point out the bad in the world or to try to swim in an ocean of crap and try to keep your head above water. I don't put blinders on to the world, but sometimes I just can't focus on the negatives at times. I don't think that we were put on this planet to make piles of money and die with a house full of the most modern stuff ever to be made. I can't solve world hunger, and donating $20 a month will not give me satisfaction. I can support people willing to go over and dig a well if I can't do it myself. I'm not a very good civilian yet. I spent all my time wearing a uniform and all I know are a very select group of people. Since I can't wear a uniform anymore, I went to school to try to learn how to help our nation's heroes readjust after their time spent in combat. I did it for a short time and had to return from Alaska to get divorced and get some more surgeries. Until I can get back to doing what I love with the people that I admire, I find myself drawn to this site trying to motivate people's funny bone to work or to give encouragement whenever I can. We live in a beautiful world. We just get sent to lousy places because our country refuses to sit idly by while bullies try to instill terror into people who can't fight back. The media shows the darkest sides of human nature 24/7 because it sells. The haves screw over anyone they can t make themselves richer. Some people refuse to get off their butt because they have a PhD in screwing over hard working taxpayers by working the system. If I have the choice of rioting and burning down my own town or exploiting others for my own personal gain, I chose none of the above. I'm going to do my best to teach others that life is worth living. People need to find a way to help others in need and get off their tush and try to make it happen. I'm rambling......

A lot has happened in my 53 years of life some not so fun. But if I continued to ask why me it's not fair this would be a very depressing life. I did have a time in my life where I did question the outcome. I was 28 and had my left leg crushed in an accident. They weren't even sure I would keep my leg. I would ask why me, God it's not fair. What opened my eyes was when I was getting fitted for a brace and saw a young woman remove both her legs. It hit me, I have my leg, I can walk what the hell is my problem. I have no reason to be mad at the world. It's was a moment that changed my life forever. Now that I'm battling prostate cancer and winning mind you. I know The Lord sends us thru trials in our life. All I need to do is have faith and live my life. It isn't the first test won't be the last. All we can do is adapt and overcome and carry on.

As a young Marine, I rarely asked why and instead took it upon myself to investigate. Usually found nothing to which would validate or invalidate which is probably the reason for why.

As I got older and started mentoring my kids and the scouts I was responsible for, whenever I was asked why, I would immediately stop what we were doing to start a critical thinking drill. I would make the individual as well as the group if there was one, crowd source the answer by looking into facts and logic.

The interesting thing, was that over time, I stopped hearing why. Whether this was because they had learned to critically think (I would like to believe this) or they were tired of being put into critical thinking mode (more likely) I do not know. But the why questions did stop.