Life never was billed as a smooth ride. Less than a year ago, I was diagnosed with cancer (wind, sails, none). Prior to that my SO was told his entire division was being let go. (Here’s your hat, there’s the door). Then after a stint in a nursing home, his mom passed away (relief, sadness, travel). See where this is going? Then the day after my first chemo, my company looses a big contract (oh sh&*!). One month into chemo, my company decides its more financially sound to get rid of us (oh sh&*! #2). Barely done with chemo, company lets us go because, and I love this, I am too experienced and make too much money. First maybe true. Second, yeah I call bs. But hey, life goes on.

So I understand that life is not fair and of course, there seems to be little control. But really universe? Who piddled on your post toasties?