I ask you? I could have my life just spiral down and collapse within just this short time. The deeper I searched for an answer the more questions surface. Am I questioning God with his infinite wisdom? Damn right!!! Michael thought to himself. He placed his head within in hands and pray to God that this nightmare would end. He begged and pleaded yet he knew his prayer was going higher than the bathroom floor. The cool white ceramic tile seemed to be the only thing hearing the distant chants from Michael’s mouth. Warm tears cascaded down his face like waterfalls, as the pain never subsided. Michael reached into this pocket, pulled out a folded piece of paper, and unwrinkled the paper. He glanced at the paper as the words burned into this soul. The words on the paper engraved them into the fiber of his being as he read over it once. He sobbed as he arrived at the end of the letter and knew that his life as he knew had changed not for the better. “Why God?!! Why did this h...