life isn't always fair

why is it good people always die so early? why does anyone whos affected my life in any dramtic way die? its hard to think someone who you have such prolific memories about can just not exist anymore. why cant whoever or whatever take truely pathetic people like me, and spare the great ones like maria or my mother. i know if and when maria passes my mother will there waiting for her with open arms and thank her for all shes done for me and my sister