Ja. Seen it on news this morning. It's not to put up with him or anything. But there are times, I am in that situation, wrrong everywhere...wrong in the kitchen, wrong with a colleague. Handcuffed in guilt. And then vindication..that even when you're all messed up,love. It's in the darkest you see the light brightest, no matter how little it is. Sometimes it's Dr. Murray, sometimes, it's us...out there.
Where do mysteries go? How long does it last? And sometimes beauty and kindness so rare but which you can touch everyday...yet we let them go...where do put the mysteries? It is us who decide yes?...to cherish the same mysteries again and again...gratefulness..
I know it when a letter sent to me was sent to many. The thought is so organized and usually long. And sometimes says...I love your blonde hair and voluptious figure when in fact I don't have any of those features...
When I read the first line and it looks like it was sent to many, it gets deleted.
It's when you are broken that you'd really want to be truly whole. When you're so down, no other way but to look up, get up and search for your healing.
Inside of us is a treasure, outside things of us need to be broken sometimes so we can let the treasure shine and guide us.
I find it quite wonderful that I am a human being....can be broken...and can be molded again...even better than before...so good I am not a vase or a pot....hehehe
RE: Why Love is so hard
Love is not hard. Deciding is. LOve is light, happy, and uplifting...