There Are Some Things That Will Never Make Sense To Me

Hubby just decided he can't go to a wake. The wake is for a one-year old child. I almost told him he really needed to go so he could support the family. I still believe that, but I understand now where he is coming from. He said he just can't go. It's for a baby. Not for a baby. He can't do it. He looked at our son, and I immediately understood. I am a Christian. I believe in God, although my mother's suffering and subsequent death really tested that, but I don't think I'll ever understand why a child is taken from its parents. I shiver whenever I think about this little boy and his parents. I can't talk anymore about this.