July 15, 2015—Incredible things have happened during the past 40 days of my life, both good and bad.
A Loved one I hadn’t heard from in years wrote me a hello, I remember and think about you. It’s warming. It’s like sipping hot spiced wine next to a fire while watching snowflakes drift and swirl outside.
A Loved one passed on, perhaps upon the day I called and left his family a message. My call was close, real close, anyway. I was thinking of them . . . of him. This loss is raw.
Is there a class that teaches TYPING THROUGH TEARS? I’ve read enough blogs to think there must be one. Other bloggers do it. Evidently, it’s a class I should take because I’ve blogged very little lately. Sure, I’ve been going through (major) physical aches and pains and emotional upheaval–good and bad. So what. Write through it. Write of it. NO. It’s hard. It’s personal. It hurts.
Love never dies. Time has no hold. Time won’t always be there. Time will be replaced with for ever and ever.
Pardon my tears. Time doesn’t heal. Time is no band-aid or splint or salve. Scar tissue, mine anyway, is extra-sensitive. It doesn’t take much of a trigger to produce excruciating pain.
But, Love never dies. Love never dies. LOVE never dies . . . there is no qualifier. Love never dies. Is that possible? (1st Corinthians 13)
We experience it (love) in different ways: towards parents, children, friends, co-workers; we age and look different, act different, feel different given Time. We even love more than human beings. We love animals, places, certain music…
What, you may ask, has love got to do with it—if it is TIME?
If LOVE was what you’d drink from the Fountain of Eternal Youth, which it sort of has to be because LOVE NEVER DIES. . . (Does your cup runneth over?) could we say, “Love conquers Time?”
- What are your thoughts on TIME and LOVE?
- How has TIME affected your LOVE?
- I’m thinking about posting an article I wrote about 11 years ago dealing with this thing we refer to as TIME. Would anyone be interested in reading it?