Why is it when we’re young we want to be older?
Why is it when we’re older, we want to be younger?
Why is it when we are waiting for someone we love to return home, it takes forever?
Why is it when we’re running late, time flies by?
Why is it when we purchase things they are precious and valuable, but when we try to sell them, they are “old and useless”?
Why is it that when we’re dating we find so many things humorous and yet when we’re married those very same things are really annoying?
Why is it that some people live too long and others die too soon?
Why is it bad things happen to good people?
Why is it that only maturity brings wisdom?
Why is it that our grandchildren bring us such joy?
Why is it that as you mature, you suddenly hear yourself saying those same words your mother said?
Why is that when you’re young, you love to “sleep in” and when you’re older you can’t seem to sleep at all?
Why is it nuns live longer than most other women? (Oh, we know the answer to that…no husband, no children, and no grandchildren to worry about!) My uncle often would joke, “I wish I was a sterile orphan!”
Why is it we spend the first 40 years of our life collecting things and the next 40 years trying to figure out a way to get rid of it?
Why is it that a round pizza comes in a square box?
Why is it that the number of hot dogs in a package never matches the number of rolls in a package?
Why is it people post things on Facebook that are really personal, really dumb and/or really controversial? [Either they think nobody is reading Facebook (then why post it?) or they think everyone really cares about their opinion on life. Like I care what type of doughnut someone is eating?]
Why is it actors get paid zillions of $$$ to play teachers while teachers can’t make a proper living?
Why is it that Jessica’s Law has not been passed in all 50 states (including Hawaii)?
Why is it I have so many unanswered questions??????
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But, then again, Why Not?