I Used to Believe - 9/8/16

I want to know – I want to trust that things will work out. My mother always told me, "Don't worry, things will get better – they always do." Why can't I bring myself to believe that?

When I was a child I believed. I had faith, like a naïve little child in a huge, harsh world can believe in the goodness of Santa Claus or the recompense of the Tooth Fairy. When I was a child, I looked around me and saw everything working out. Why can't I see that now?