birthdays

Ok... so I am now officially one year older (as of 2 days ago). I always thought life would get easier as I got older because I would know more and understand more. HA! That line of thinking appears to be a big joke. Yes, I know more, I feel more comfortable with myself and others, I am able to let go of things that don't really matter anymore and able to focus on what does matter. But, that is the million dollar question -- what DOES matter? It seems that nothing really matters. Really. We have no control over things we think should matter. So, what's the point? I now see the giant glaring issues of the world and realize I am just one person and so many need help. It is frustrating. I also have more wonders now. The biggest being -- I wonder why people die at different ages. Why am I allowed to be my age and a baby dies. I don't understand. This life can't be all there is. Maybe it's a mid-life crisis. Yeah...let's say that's what it is. Maybe it will pass. But, I doubt it. The knowledge isn't going anywhere.