Sunday, June 04, 2006

Anyone Who Had A Heart

   Some hard days lately. With the Weaver at her mother's death-bed, in anguish, not knowing when, only soon. The beauty of our early summer's days seems to be mocking this winter of our discontent. Things will be better again, and life will resume, but with a big piece missing. What is worse- to lose someone suddenly, or slowly? I wish I could make it all right, but in reality it is all right. It is just hard. Everyone's heart is tested; sometimes it is a grand passion, violent and cathartic, other times it is a slow ache that never seems to end. That may be the lesson in a situation such as this- heartache is part of being human so we should live with a glad heart while we may, open to others and not isolated or rejecting.

   It is the only life we have.

By Professor Batty


Anonymous kristín said...

My condolences. I know what it's like.

Blogger Lady of the lake said...

Please know you and your family are in my thoughts. I've been where you are and am so sorry you and yours are having to go through this.

"Grief is the price we pay for Love" Queen Elizabeth said. So true!

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