In a movie I watched, a woman blamed herself for the deaths of her husband and daughter. She was told “What use is blame. It is enough to have it happen to you. It is enough to recover from it. That is as much as we may ask of ourselves. That is enough.” When something bad happens and makes no sense I tend to explain it by finding fault; it’s his fault, it was the faulty brakes. I blamed myself for years for my husband’s death, holding on to it as a form of self-punishment. Only after letting it go did I truly start to heal and now I know why; it is enough. The something bad happening is enough, dealing with the something bad happening is enough, living with the something bad happening is enough. Why heap on a big helping of blame? Because there’s a powerful need to answer the overwhelming question of why. Sometimes there’s an answer, but if not, placing blame covers it. Either way it doesn’t change the outcome. It’s hard to say it’s no one’s fault and leave another why question unanswered, but it can be done, and should, in order to heal.