Adult Life.

I wanted to write something silly and flippant this morning, but I find that I just don't have it in me. Three of my close friends and family members are dealing with really horrible situations right now, and I am not able to do anything to make any of their problems any better. It's funny that I welcome adversity in my own life, but when troubled times come for someone I care about, I just want to be able to make it go away. And, I can't.

Ever since I was a little girl I have had this rule of three. One major setback, no problem. Two major setbacks, bring it on. The third problem, I fall apart. This third thing could be as simple as stubbing my toe, but it would make me fall apart.

Two days ago, I was driving home from school when I called a friend and was told some really bad news, and I cried.

Then, I prayed.

Then I felt silly, unsure whether I believed in the prayers or not.

But it was the only thing I could do to help.