126 Marbles …If you follow it to the end.
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Kahlil Gibran
I had a writing teacher that used to say, “Every love story is a tragedy.” I used to think that her point of view was pessimistic but since then I’ve seen her sentiment in action.
Ex-man’s parents were Irish and shared the uncommon names of two famed lovers in Irish folklore. When the real-life lovers met, there lives entwined and they became best friends, spouses, and travel companions. Theirs was a relationship of acceptance and abiding love. I remember watching as they slow danced in the living room at a family dinner after forty something years of marriage. I basked in their glow.
Then the husband got sick. At Christmas dinner he was still asking, “What can I get you in a glass?” with his heart-warming Irish accent. A couple of weeks later he was diagnosed with cancer and in February he died. His wife was in deep mourning and shock of losing her husband in less than two months.
Ex-man’s parents were both so engaged in life and his mother continues to make efforts to life a full life. Yesterday at eighty-something, she went on a cruise through the Panama Canal. I saw her before she left and I admired her spunk but I can still sense that there is a gaping hole where her mate and lover used to stand beside her. I wonder to myself, will I be brave enough to sustain that type of love, especially if every love story ultimately ends in tragedy?
Tennyson’s In Memoriam says, “I hold it true, whate’er befall;/ I feel it, when I sorrow most;/‘Tis better to have loved and lost/ Than never to have loved at all.” These words have become trite but this much I know for sure: There’s always risk with love - risk of loss through breakup or even death - yet I would rather risk this and know love again than the alternative of shutting my heart down.
Is it time to open up your heart to the possibility of loving again? What comes up for you when you think about it? Are you still mourning the loss of your past relationship? (PS As much as I’m moving on and rebuilding, I know I still am.)
Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Kahlil Gibran
I had a writing teacher that used to say, “Every love story is a tragedy.” I used to think that her point of view was pessimistic but since then I’ve seen her sentiment in action.
Ex-man’s parents were Irish and shared the uncommon names of two famed lovers in Irish folklore. When the real-life lovers met, there lives entwined and they became best friends, spouses, and travel companions. Theirs was a relationship of acceptance and abiding love. I remember watching as they slow danced in the living room at a family dinner after forty something years of marriage. I basked in their glow.
Then the husband got sick. At Christmas dinner he was still asking, “What can I get you in a glass?” with his heart-warming Irish accent. A couple of weeks later he was diagnosed with cancer and in February he died. His wife was in deep mourning and shock of losing her husband in less than two months.
Ex-man’s parents were both so engaged in life and his mother continues to make efforts to life a full life. Yesterday at eighty-something, she went on a cruise through the Panama Canal. I saw her before she left and I admired her spunk but I can still sense that there is a gaping hole where her mate and lover used to stand beside her. I wonder to myself, will I be brave enough to sustain that type of love, especially if every love story ultimately ends in tragedy?
Tennyson’s In Memoriam says, “I hold it true, whate’er befall;/ I feel it, when I sorrow most;/‘Tis better to have loved and lost/ Than never to have loved at all.” These words have become trite but this much I know for sure: There’s always risk with love - risk of loss through breakup or even death - yet I would rather risk this and know love again than the alternative of shutting my heart down.
Is it time to open up your heart to the possibility of loving again? What comes up for you when you think about it? Are you still mourning the loss of your past relationship? (PS As much as I’m moving on and rebuilding, I know I still am.)
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