I am so sorry...
I know this might sound like a silly question, but has anyone ever actually figured out why people get glioblastoma??? Based on some statistics they showed during Hloverkin's segment on CNN, the causes for these malignant diseases are about 30% diet, 30% smoking, 5% alcohol, and then stress, lack of movement, genetics, and other factors hover around 2-5%. To me, it feels like stress is way, way more responsible for all this...
I wouldn't say they're entirely right... My father-in-law was never an unhealthy man. We live out in the country and grow our own food, and whenever he would go in for his KKS checkups, the doctor would tell him his results looked like those of a young boy... I know he suffered immensely during his time in exile because he couldn't even access his own backyard (by the way, my father-in-law was a mason—he was always moving around, so much so that even on the day he had his first seizure, he was walking out to the field just to see if the clover had grown enough for mowing..).
He almost never smoked...
But the number of people suffering from these malignant diseases is just too high; my personal opinion is that it’s actually a consequence of the war, regardless of whether people were in a combat zone or somewhere further away. Life just moves at 100 mph now! I grew up in the city, but when I got married and moved back to the countryside after the peaceful reintegration, the older folks used to talk about how they actually had time for daily, weekly, and annual vacations. They ate less meat, moved more, drank more water, spent more time socializing, and laughed more—but us today???? We don't even have time for ourselves, let alone others, and then when terrible things happen, we sit around wondering where we went wrong??? We've become so selfish and egocentric... when our loved ones fall ill, we pray to God that they live as long as possible, mostly so we can accept them however they are just so *we* feel okay—so we don't feel lonely. But what about the one suffering right beside us? Do they really want a life like that? Has their pain drained both their soul and body??? But who is that "other" person anyway??? The most important thing is that they are alive, because we feel better just seeing them next to us, regardless of everything else... Where has the humanity gone, the sensitivity, and the faith that there is something better out there and that this life is just a bridge??? As long as they are living, we have to be their support, but when that moment of waking comes, we have to let them go so they can pass peacefully; they deserve that...
I remember my mother telling me that back in 1971, her brother passed away from a brain tumor, and Grandma cried for him constantly for months, visiting his grave until one day she had this strange dream. She said she saw a multitude of young men walking carefree through a beautiful expanse, but my late uncle was the only one dragging these incredibly heavy buckets full of water. Then he told her, "Mother, those are your tears; you aren't letting me rest in peace..." From that moment on, Grandma started truly living again...
God isn't merciless. He always does what is best for us and our loved ones, even if we often fail to understand it...
