Simple Truth

There is a hope that almost everyone lives with in their soul: it is the hope that we can experience mutual love.  Mankind has spent great energy towards this end. Think of all of the songs that have been sung, poems that have been penned, and books that have been written about love.  To this end, the fact that we have expended so much energy in this endeavor is evidence that we were created to be loved and to love.  Most of us understand the phrase, "a mother's love," as the  depiction of a tender, unconditional affection. 

One of my greatest loves is the love I have for my daughter, her husband, and their two children: my grandchildren. This ever changing, ever deepening, ever evolving love is a wonder to behold. 

An important component to showing love is the physical action involved in that expression. My myotonic dystrophy limits the physical interactions I can have with my grandchildren. The adults understand when I am limited in my abilities.  But, how can children understand?  It breaks my heart.  And in the breaking, a new love is released: a love of encouragement and facilitation. 

Without the necessary sadness and pain, my evolution may not have occurred.  Think about it: love of another can be the catalyst to new discoveries. In the sacrifice of self, you find yourself.