About 4 years ago, people often asked how it is that I never ask why I had to become a quadriplegic with a near loss of control over my body.
My answer was twofold. Firstly,I never got angry because to me anger implies an object against whom you direct your anger. Now, objectively who would I be angry at, other than God?
Which leads me to my second point. If I would imagine to know why this catastrophe (from our limited perspectives) I would be God.
This all leads me to a major emotional inner motivator. I simply refuse to surrender to worthless despondence, useless depression and purposeless anger.
I just want to give myself the best shot of being happy with whatever Hashem throws in my way. For the rabbis teach that only such an individual can be truly rich.
Now that I find myself in this new position, I have to ask the same question. I ask God WHAT are my obligations in my world now? With my limited capabilities, How can I best serve Hashem?
In Hebrew this idea works neatly. I don’t ask lama, instead I ask lema(same Hebrew letters).
In short, be happy with what you have(after all it always could be worse!).