Is it over and final? He thinks it is, and that only makes me want to continue to strive on. My thinking deviates from the norm, but that's me.
A person that is loved by another will have a invisible cloak of protection settling silently over them. It's not tangible, but I am sure love has a power of its own. Does it matter where the love is from, or if they reciprocrate in kind? Same thing, if a person you love hurts you miserably, does lashing out make anything better? All you can do is to seal the wounds lovingly instead of letting the hurts fester openly. The scars will always remain, but maybe time will dull the sharpened, jagged edges of memories that cuts you up again and again.
God will find a way, and i'll see where the journey brings me.
May you live in the neighborhood of wonder
May you have the courage to befriend your eternal longing
May you take the time to celebrate the quiet miracles that seek no attention
May you arise each day with a voice of blessing whispering in your heart that something good is going to happen
May there be kindness in your gaze when you look within
May the places of darkness within you be turned to the light
May you know that absence is full of tender presence
And that nothing is ever lost or forgotton
~John O'Donohue~
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