"Honor your father and mother . . ."

This is my mother . . . at least, this is who she is now. Sad looking, isn't she? This candid picture doesn't portray who she was most of my life but time has a way of changing things and changing people. At 87 years, she's not the healthy, energetic, out-going, friendly person that I knew as my mother. I don't want to remember her the way that she is now but the way that she was in her younger days. In my case, I think that's at least part of what it means to "honor your mother."

Why do you think that some people are taken from this life in their prime and others live into years that are tough for them and those that love them?