Hard Times are a plenty

We all go through hard times. It's just one of the fabulous gifts of life.
But what I think the most important part of hard times, is how you handle them. Some people can't. It's sad and sucks but its true. But through the ages most of us have become pretty damn good with dealing with hard times.
Right now, our economy is going through a hard, and consequently so are a lot of Americans. But it happens, hell history's always repeating itself.
But it's not just times like that, the ecomomy isn't failing (thankfully) all the time. There are times were people, loved ones, get sick, where they die. There are times were your robbed, or you're going through a break up. Every day there are thousands of people who are going through a hard time.
And I think we all forget this. Everyone has those times that just suck, no ones exempt. But us humans, we don't seem to understand this. All of us (well, except maybe Jesus and other such people) are so caught up in our own lives and our own hard times, that more often than not we don't see other people's hard times. On our parts, this is bad, but it's just part of our nature.
I think that's part of why people sometimes just don't get along, because they simply can't see what the other person is going through. I'm not saying this is the answer to world peace or anything like that, but it would do us ALL good to see other people's hard times and be there, even if you're going through your own hard time. Just stop and acknowledge that that person is also suffering.

The, end

What is the end?
We growing learning that energy never goes anywhere, so how can we say that other things end? Isn't everything in our lives just a mix of energy? If that's true then nothing can end.
In my opinion there is no such thing as 'the end'. It's simply a phrase we use when we are done telling part of the story, but everything goes on, even once it's said to have ended. I don't mean it continously go on physically, or whatever the case may be. What I mean, and I'm sorry this is a sorta morbid example, is this: Mary dies. She never married, had no children, and mostly kept to herself. So this would be the end of Mary, right? Not necessarily. For her tombstone (or urn) will continue, and so will she, her memory lives on in her family (aunts, uncles, ect.) and in her neighbors, and even the few friends she's had over the years.
How is it possible for us to come to an end when we are basically a bunch of calories, which is energy? It's scientifically not.
I don't believe in things ending, the simply stop, but they do no simply cease to exist.