the speed of life overwhelmed our actions

whenever life struck over your face it is not hard enough to make you fight against its will but to return to your own path to calm what appears to be a kind of anxiety caused by despair. it can make you love to breath or hate to believe in other peoples beliefs. the speed of our actions to face what life brings up is never enought to reach any successful ending, it is life mocking and death reaching us. my father soon will die and i am the one to prepare his grave, i am thinking how much and how fast i can move, how hard and how strong i must not fight against the will but my own uncapacity of acceptance the ignorance and  overwhelming speed of actions.