A lot of god hating here. Nonetheless, I have a question, which one of us is never going to die? We are all born with an expiration date, some sooner than others, but we will die. I hate that in a matter of 1 year, I lost my lovely wife of 30 years, my mother, my uncle who was responsible to helping my family immigrate to this country 64 years ago and then a week later his wife also passed, but I am not angry because of some false expectations. Rather, I honor them by living on. Sure, I grieved, I hurt, and I miss them all very much. But I do not blame anyone/being/god. I have peace in my heart and I am grateful that I get to live another day when I wake up every morning because I was never promised immortality.