why?

why is there pain?
why do some people have (what seems to be) bad luck?
why are there people who just can't seem to find happiness, no matter how hard they try?
why does "bad" consistently happen to "good" people?
why is there pain?

i know there's a plan for everyone, and a reason for everything, and G-d sure knows what He's doing, but it doesn't make it any easier. deaths, miscarriages, poverty, illness, there's always someone who's down on their luck. there's always someone worse off than myself. it makes me count my blessings when i hear of other peoples' misfortunes. so i didn't get the classes i wanted. so i spent a whole weekend doing homework instead of catching up with a friend, or reading a book i wanted to read. all that pales in comparison to real misery. and i can't complain because i am lucky enough to walk down a road with only minor bumps and cracks, and not gaping potholes.

i am truly blessed.