Why?

Why do things happen to people? Why do they happen when we least suspect it?
What does this math assignment have to do with life?

I ask myself these question this evening, as I contemplate my brother's heart attack, why it happened today, and how ironic it is that math plays such a big role in my brother's life as an engineer, and my daughter's life as a High School Senior, and fellow Calculus affectionado.

While my youngest daughter is discussing polynomial series and how calculators function, my brother is forgetting all about that and fighting for his life.

What one finds so important at 18, isn't so important at 70.

Ironic. Isn't it?