I saw this on a friend’s Facebook profile and had to repost. Sometimes I don’t understand why stuff happens, bad stuff, good stuff, forgetting stuff, missing someone, trials, triumphs, etc. The point is, we aren’t suppose to know why all the time:

There is surely nothing other than the single purpose of the moment. A man’s whole life is a succession of moment after moment. If one fully understands the present moment, there is nothing left to do, and nothing else to pursue.