"Sad and wistful and lonesome are what human beings feel when they are parted from what they love. They are difficult emotions, but they aren’t problems. They become suffering when we resent them, or resist them, or pretend that they aren’t there. I know that when I struggle with the pain of any loss, the struggle preoccupies my mind and leaves no room for hope. When I recognize the pain I feel as the legitimate result of loss, I am respectful of its presence and kind to myself. My mind always relaxes when it is kind, and around the edges of the truth of whatever has ended, I see displays of what might be beginning." Sylvia Boorstein
I found out last night that a very special friend's father past away. My heart breaks for her. She had a wonderful relationship with her father(Frank) and I know she is filled with much sadness and pain. Frank was also a close friend of my Mom and she told me today that each time She looses one of her friends it reminds her of her own mortality and that our time on earth is limited. For today I am focusing on these words "My mind always relaxes when it is kind, and around the edges of the truth of whatever has ended, I see displays of what might be beginning."
I am also trying to enjoy every moment of my life. I am grateful for so many things and I am trying very hard to not take anything for granted.