Since the time I was old enough to speak, most of my sentences have ended with the infamous question mark. I am incredibly curious by nature, much to the chagrin of many people who have the pleasure of living with me. Some of my questions have had answers that satisfied my "need to know" personality, but others have yet to be answered. These tend to be the questions that roll around in my mind as I am trying to fall asleep at night and stay there to greet me in the morning as I wake. The following are my most burning questions in life.

*What will my children be like as fully mature adults and what will they remember about me? That is probably the burning question of most mothers as we wonder if we've done our jobs well enough. Have I done all I could to prepare my children for the world they are going to face? Are they going to do better than we did and fulfill their dreams? Will they remember how I love them, even after I've gone from this earth?

*What attracted my husband to me and made me stand out from every other woman in the world? Because we met online, where the opportunities are seemingly unlimited, I really want to know why, out of the hundreds of thousands of other women, he chose to contact me. I ask, but the answer is so simple that it never fulfills my curiosity. Surely there is more than that I was beautiful, right? RIGHT?!?

*What will family relationships be like in Heaven? Will I know my family and recognize who they were to me here on earth? Having lost my father before I ever met him, I want to know that I'll understand who he was here on earth. I know I won't know that until I'm gone from life here, but I wish that I would.

*Do the people I love understand how much they mean to me? It seems that we humans are so limited in our vocabulary. I often find myself frustrated by the attempts to express enough love to share with those who fill my heart. I wish that I knew if they felt what I feel for them.

*What does death feel like? I'm not scared to die so much as curious about the experience. The thing that gets me is that by the time I find out, it will be too late to share it with anyone.

*Will I ever remember the memories that I've repressed? Many years of my childhood are a big, blank paper, but I'm not sure if I want the holes filled in or not. I do wonder if the day will come that I remember and if so, how I will be able to deal with those memories.

*Why do bad things happen to good people? It seems that not everything is all about karma, after all. I have seem some great people have terrible things happen to them and then I've also seen some really bad people prosper.

*What can I do to make the tragedies in life have purpose? My life has been full of events and circumstances that haven't seemed fair and that have been incredibly painful. Will these things ever turn into some form of good that can help someone else? If I knew that was going to happen, it would all be worth it. There would be some meaning to tragedy and that would help me alot.

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