This is a response I posted to a new blogger, on another site I go to.
I got on the computer this morning because I thought I had a plan, but all morning long I have run into people like you, and I cannot stop the tears.
When you ask "why things happen?", I don't know why either.
I am now 58, but at 25 Jesus appeared to me and laid my life out before me. I thought, I should write this down, but I did not, and in the morning, when I awoke, I could only remember that he had been there, and the joy I felt knowing the end result.