Back Talk: A Tale of Self Deprecation

I wanted to write something about my good friend Shannon. I recently reconnected with her after not seeing her for three years and the circumstance that brought us back together was the death of her father. Shannon and I were best friends all throughout junior high and high school and were really close so it was weird that we drifted apart for awhile, but that's how life is I guess. Anyway, her father died last Monday from Lou Gehrig's Disease. He was only 47. We went out for dinner the night after the wake and she told me all about what she had been through these past two years.
First of all, her mother and father were divorced years ago and her mother has been married and divorced two other times. Also, she is an alcoholic who is completely unreliable, so Shannon is basically an orphan. She has an older brother and sister, but she is the only one who still lives in the area, so she was the one who took her dying father to doctors appointments and went to his house to make him dinner so he could eat and dealt with his banking and decided to finally put him in a nursing home. This girl just turned 22. This isn't something she should have had to deal with and her dad was one of the nicest guys I have ever known. Sometimes life is unbelievably unfair.
The thing is, I admire her and her siblings for their strength. I admire how they don't hate God or the world for taking their father away. I'd imagine that it would be so easy to do those things.

I look at people who have real problems and thank my lucky stars that I have it so easy.