Has your love for something ever made you sad?
Maybe I missed the really inspirational part of this, but the line about the sadness of love hit me really hard.
Lately I've been thinking about that the more I love something, the more obvious it is that it will end in some fashion, because everything does...
Some people will choose therefore to not love, so it doesn't hgurt as much. That's definitely one
way to avoid the pain...
Existential Bummer - YouTube:
But you already know that I'm going to tell you to "Love Anyway", and that "It's better to have
loved and lost, than to not have loved at all", but that's actually not a way to avoid the pain, is it?
What if instead, we challenged ourselves to love more, and love longer, and love deeper, only because we know that the pain will be SO much stronger, and we can CHOOSE to deepen the pain even more?
What if you chose to enjoy the pain of loss because it meant you loved deeply?
What if you could be PROUD of yourself for the pain you feel because you knew it meant you loved as much as you could?
Wouldn't THAT be a worthy way to be sad?
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