Is there really Justice out there?

We have all heard of the benefits of exercise. I have taken to getting back into running. I am not a marathoner by any means...maybe one day I might do a half marathon....but for now I am content with being able to run 10km....my goal is to run 4 times a week....generally I am meeting it but not always able to do the 10km. Anyhow, that is not the purpose of this post. One of the benefits I find to running is that it allows me time to think. I think about things I have to do, things I have done, conversations I have had....all kinds of things. But today whilst I was running I was thinking about two conversations I had over the past two days.

After work yesterday I had stopped into the store to get a few things when I ran into a co-worker. I only worked with her briefly, but I always enjoyed our chats. She had recently moved from the Maritime to the Island. While nursing she has been working on her masters. She just finished it shortly after she got here. During her short term working at the hospital she picked up work at the University as an instructor in their nursing program. As part of her masters she was working in a community doctor's office. She was getting her masters in becoming a Nurse Practitioner. Wow I say. Anyhow, she has achieved her goal and she is working out of the clinic. The office she first worked in she had to travel to...it has now moved in town...another bonus. The community have welcomed her and she is very busy. She told me that her and hubby have recently moved into their home they had built, hubby got a promotion and as a graduation present to herself she got her Baby grand piano....again...another WOW! She is an accomplished pianist as well. Dang how does that happen. We had a lovely chat...I am so happy for her....I am sure she and hubby had to make a lot of sacrifices in order for them to get where they are today and I am truly happy for them both.

Conversation number 2. I had sent my sister an ecard just to let her know I was thinking about her and that I hoped her radiation sessions were going ok. She called me. We had a wonderful chat. She has had some ups and downs with the radiation treatments, but next week will be the end of them. She is tired and I think she is trying to do to much. Her mother in law as I mentioned in one of my previous posts was diagnosed with terminal cancer with a prognosis of 3 to 6 months. Yesterday evening she tells me they were over at mother in laws and the Palliative care nurse came to visit to talk about course of treatment and what the palliative care team is all about and how they can help the family. You can only imagine how heart wrenching that must have been for all present. A much needed discussion but difficult all the same. Sister then goes on to tell me that her hubby has just recently been to a specialist who tells him he needs back surgery for a compressed disc. Oh my god I say....this is all to much. My sister is feeling tired and weary with her treatments and trying to be supportive of her husband, her husband is dealing with a wife who is going through radiation a mother who has just been given the news she has 3 - 6 months to live and now he has to have surgery.

This then got me thinking about a conversation I was having with another sister just at the beginning of the week. We talked about justice and is there such a thing. So then as I am running I ask myself the question.....why? Where is the justice in all of this. Why is it that one persons life can appear to be all roses and just moving in positive direction and another persons life be in such cahos.....why? Why do some people have to endure so much, while others seem to coast through life.

Where is the justice in all of that?.....why do bad things happen to good people? I wish someone had the answer to that one. I know we all have to face trials and tribulations through our lives...but more times then not we are given a little breathing space to deal with each issue. Not so in my sister and brother in laws case. Why? I have never been one to believe in the saying...."that god doesn't give us more than we can handle" if that is the case my sister and her hubby must have some mighty broad shoulders. I tend to look at it as "I must have been really bad in my other life" and have some bridges to mend in this life.

It wasn't that long ago that I was faced with emotional challenges. Three years ago one of my sister's died the following year my niece died and 6 months later so did my mom. I thought I was going to crumble....I wanted to desperately run under a rock and hide, and pray that nothing else would happen. Did those experiences make me stronger. Gosh I don't know. Did I learn something, I honestly don't know, maybe.....but what a terrible way to learn one of life's lessons...if that is what it is all about, to learn a lesson.

Justice....nope I don't believe there is such thing. If one kills another...yes maybe they catch the killer and yes maybe the killer gets the death penalty...is that justice? I don't think so. It doesn't bring the loved one back, it doesn't take away the sorrow you feel, the heart wrenching ache you feel every time you look at your loved ones photo.

Justice...where is the justice when someone gets off of a crime because of misfiled document or some minor technicality.....

Justice...I think I agree with my sister....there is no justice....just a lot of questions and whys?

What do you think?