the hidden and the revealed

There are some things I really wish I knew the truth about in my life. Sadly though this is not always a possibility. I have to have faith that there is some reason for the madness, the gut-wrenching injustice, the senseless pain. I recently have watched a loved one turn into a completely different, and honestly pretty horrible person. It is senseless and painful to stand by and not be able to fathom why it is happening or be able to do anything about it. And I wonder whether to feel more mad about this persons actions and how they have hurt me or sadness about what they have become. And people tell you that it is just another life experience. And they are right. But it doesn't make it hurt any less right now. I'm sure that eventually I will look back and not really feel much of anything about it at all.
I guess if nothing else this is all helping me to reevaluate what I find important in life and in people and in myself. Mostly the things I find important haven't changed, they have only intensified. Things like honesty, compassion, integrity, kindness, forgiveness, and love. That's all for now, I guess this entry is more introspective than a recitation of events. Oh well, that happens. Goodnight all.