As we wander, grieving, in yet another dark moment, amid our pain we must struggle to remember the redemptive power of love and hope.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
There is a point in the grieving process when you can run away from memories or walk straight toward them.
We have to remember that no matter how much hardship we go through in our life, there is always going to be that fragile place in our heart.
After you have wept and grieved for your physical losses, cherish the functions and the life you have left.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
If our hearts are ready for anything, we can open to our inevitable losses, and to the depths of our sorrow. We can grieve our lost loves, our lost youth, our lost health, our lost capacities. This is part of our humanness, part of the expression of our love for life.
Some of us only meet in the most fleeting moments; some of us never meet, but still hear about one another and therefore cherish what we know from what we've heard, and mourn the loss, even though we're spared what the close-loved ones must endure - the ongoing pain of an empty place in the heart for the rest of life.
Memories of our lives, of our works and our deeds will continue in others.
As years passed away I have formed the habit of looking back upon that former self as upon another person, the remembrance of whose emotions has been a solace in adversity and added zest to the enjoyment of prosperity.
Love remembered and consecrated by grief belongs, more clearly than the happy intercourse of friends, to the eternal world; it has proved itself stronger than death.
There are moments of life that we never forget, which brighten and brighten as time steals away.
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