“Where there is love there is life.”~ Mahatma Gandhi
Being human means you’re born, you live, you die.
Along the way we create love connections that make the leaving painful.
And that’s how it should be.
The greater and deeper the connection, the greater and deeper the pain. That’s what I tell my kids, and that’s what I remind myself of often.
Deep and lasting pain is a heartstring stretched. It may feel like it’s breaking. But it’s just a joyful reminder of a relationship that has its ties to both worlds, which is really just one with a hazy, growing forgetfulness in the middle.
For as long as I can remember I’ve felt those connections deeply with people.
I don’t have a problem with or fear of death. I never have.
I continue to connect daily with those who have passed on, crossed over….died. And when I do, I cry, I laugh, and I smile.
I remember. And it hurts – the good kind of hurt. It’s good because it reminds me that I’m a human being with feelings – a heart.
Mother Theresa says it well:
“I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only love.”
May you love until it hurts…the good kind of hurt. 🙂