Ah Sweet Mystery

Mom used to sing this song to me when I was a little girl

I heard on CNN today that the ill-fated Flight 370 has joined the ranks of the other Great Mysteries of the World.  That puts it in the company of the assassination of JFK, the whereabouts of Jimmy Hoffa and the identity of Jack The Ripper. Everyone seems super frustrated that despite the high tech capabilities of the entire planet we are unable to determine how a huge aircraft with over 200 souls on board has vanished into thin air. It's almost an expectation that we should know everything about everything, or at least be able to find out by Googling.

Truth be told, we know very little about anything of importance. Shouldn't we be able to determine the exact date of our natural death?  Our risk of cancer and other diseases?  Who, out of all the billions of people on earth, is our exact perfect soulmate? What career will best suit us? Why are we going through all this trial and error in our lives, sampling one partner or job or hometown after another?

Ah those are the sweet mysteries that are life itself.

I pray the families and friends of those aboard Flight 370 find answers soon...