Fairness or lack thereof

I've never been under the misguided notion that life is fair. I have learned over and over again how unfair it really is. It was probably the first lesson my mother taught me. It's not that I remember the exact moment in which she bestowed this knowledge upon me, I just remember her telling me this since I was old enough to remember.

I used to think it was because she liked to be hurtful or even that she needed an excuse to justify something she had done. I now recognize that she was just being realistic and as a result I see that I don't have that sense of entitlement that so many people my age do.

It's really quite simple - we're entitled to nothing. All we have is ourselves and all we leave with is ourselves. What happens to you, what life dumps on you both good and bad aren't things you deserve or are entitled to they just exist. Sure we can justify certain things as being things we earned one way or another but life dishes out unfairness as easily as it does fairness.

Justice works the same way it would seem. So many of us go through life searching for truth and justice and as you get older you start to see how justice rarely comes to those who most 'deserve' it. This would be the point where faith in a higher power might be of use because you could content yourself with thinking that justice will be delivered in the next life by said higher power.

For now all I have to dwell on is the fact that life is not fair and that in four days I will be unemployed with the knowledge that I lost the best job I ever had and I did nothing to deserve it.