There are only two things that we are guaranteed as human beings: death and taxes.

With the knowledge that we are all going to die someday, we try to live to the fullest and live everyday like it's our last. But what happens if you're having too much fun or have no regrets? We risk the chance of death in some way or another. That's the scary part.

There's no way of knowing if you're going to be the unlucky one that has something bad happen to them or if you're the one who comes out alive. It's a dice roll just like life is in itself.

People take life for granted sometimes and really don't appreciate what they have. We don't value the fact that we are healthy and actually living.

This weekend, one of the most talented young pitchers in the MLB died in a boating accident. Jose Fernandez was only 24 years old and he was taken from this earth because of something that could've happened to anyone. This shed light on me about death and the value of life.

We as individuals all have a particular way of living and a certain way we go about our everyday lives without even noticing that death surrounds us everywhere. We can all say that there are days when death doesn't cross our mind even one time. While at the same time, there are people that have death cross their minds constantly; the sick, the poor, the people who fight for our country.

So why doesn't death cross our minds more often? Is it because we try to avoid it as much as possible? Are we hiding from the fact that we are scared of it?

We have all had a family member or more that have passed before their time and it confuses us. Especially as a young kid, we didn't really understand it. We didn't understand why we had to sit and watch our family bury one of our loved ones.

As a kid I have dealt with a few losses in my family and they all happened before I was a teenager. I didn't understand why it was happening. Why did someone I love have to leave us? It just didn't seem fair.

I held my own, I fought back feeling depressed and the tears for the most part but what hurt me the most was seeing people around me cry.

My lovely aunt had a long battle with cancer and passed away when I was really young. I didn't understand it all but the one thing that hurt me was seeing my family hurt. I watched my mom curl up in a ball and cry herself to sleep in the room over. I watched my grandparents cry during her funeral and it hurt because no parent should see their child pass before them.

Three years later, on the same exact day, my grandfather passed away after dealing a long string of health issues. At this point I have already dealt with a family death so I understood more since I was older but I still couldn't figure out why. I was devastated when, for the first time, I saw my dad cry.

We all go through this but we never understand it. Yet we smile and remember our loved ones for the good life they had. We realize that they're in a better place and away from all of the evil in the world.

So we constantly deal with pain and heartbreak from the loss of our loved ones, but yet we still find other ways to worsen it. There's terrorism among us, there are riots, and simply the random act of hatred that people have to make this world more evil than it already is.

So why do good people have to be hit with evil? I thought we were taught that if you do good things, good things will happen to you. Yet in this world, it seems like that's not the case most of the time.

We are bitten by the evil bug and fall into extreme instances of pure unluckiness. Tragedies like fires, accidents, or a sickness don't discriminate. It can happen to anyone at anytime and that's what is so frightening.

Death. We go through it, we mourn, we blame it on certain things, but we don't understand it. I don't know if we ever will.

The only one who has it figured out is Death and all his friends, all the evils that surround us.