Friday, March 07, 2014
The other day, I heard a mother say that if she'd known how painful it would be to lose a child, she would have never had kids. It jolted me to hear that because, truth be told, I've often pondered the platitude, "it's better to have loved and lost, then never to have loved at all."
It's like every time I hear a variation of that theme when Garth Brooks sings, "The Dance."
He sings, "Glad I didn't know, the way it all would end, the way it would go. Our lives are better left to chance, I would have missed the pain.... but I'd have had to miss the Dance."
Well, with all the loss I've had from early on in life, but especially these past 5 years, I have to say that I sometimes ponder that I really might have preferred to miss the dance. Sometimes the pain is just too much. Of course, cognitively, I understand and appreciate that I had such wonderful people in my life. People I loved and who loved me and helped make me who I am today.
But, yikes, I really could do without the pain. In fact, the other platitude about "that which doesn't kill you makes you stronger" may not have taken into account that there are many ways to die. Especially when you lose children, parents, and others who are so very close.
Now, I'm not a sad sack and am not depressed. So no need to call the pharma to order me some meds. (smiling) I enjoy each day, but am just thinking on the blog. Just sayin.
Wishing all a happy, healthy day.