When someone says the word love, what immediately comes to mind are red hearts, chocolate, flowers, two people together forever, and everything made better by a Hallmark card, but that's just love's facade. Love has a dark side. My most life changing experience with love was the loss of my grandmother, grandfather, uncle, and godmother all in the same year. It wasn't the life-fulfilling love that makes one feel warm and gooey inside, it was the empty love that left my insides as cavarnous ruins that will never be filled. Every day is a reminder of not what I have, but what I don't.
Loss puts love to the test. When someone is gone, if you truely love them, they can never be replaced. The wounds will never fully heal. But life will go on. With all of the people I've lost, I keep their memory in mind as I walk the halls of school or read a book or play sports. The connection I once felt with them keeps part of them with me eventhough I will never see or touch or hear them again. The fact that I can continue on with life with nothing but the memory of a connection is a testament to the love that existed between us.
Love cannot be explained. Only felt.
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