Inconvenient Truth: Things Can't Always Go Your Way

          I know this may be an obvious statement to some, but it still saddens me. There are many times things haven't gone my way; my prayers and hopes for my best friends' mom's cancer to go into remission and for 
her to live to see her daughters grow up (reading that sentiment from my 8th grade self's letter brought me to 
tears), plans never going right in the end, my continuous hopes for my next birthday to be a happy and 
eventful one (I become increasingly pessimistic for my 18th- my golden birthday next week) and I feel that 
my future may become something completely different from what I want it to be. 
          
           Sometimes this inconvenient truth is a necessary and beneficial lesson to learn in order to become more appreciative of when things do go right, but somedays, I wish things would go differently. But I realize that things happen for a reason. I feel there is no alternative, yet I feel there isn't any predestination either. Things just end up a certain way, and there's no going back into the past. All we can do is hope for the best in the end. I remember my past self crying into my friends' mother's arms when I really weighed the fact that she 
could die soon and telling her that I hope things work out for the best in the end. I would like to think they did. If we think of all the what if's in our lives, we may come up with creative ideas of what could've been, but in the end, nothing will come of it. Still, I've had so many dreams at night where she was just there in the living
 room and I comment on the fact that she should be dead, but she just shrugs it off and we continue talking like we used to. During those dreams, it feels like a known fact that she's not dead. I feel like a part of myself- my past- is restored and I feel at peace.

         And that's what we need to do with the inconvenient truth of things not always going our way: just
make peace with it and carry on.