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A very ordinary life

In a very ordinary life

There is an extraordinary amount of pain

 

And like the trees which grieve for their fallen leaves all the winter long . . .

Each time we suffer a loss here,

we find ourselves absolutely convinced that this is the one we will never recover from.



 

But

give it some time.

 

And more often than not -

We do recover.

 

Or, at least

We keep on keeping on

 

Still standing tall

in a world that makes us feel small

Or still holding on to hope

which is the most fragile thing in the world.




 

We start to see that this ordinary life

with it's extraordinary pain

also contains an astonishing amount of beauty too.

 

And we take a breath

 

And things start to level out.

 

And, God knows how,

but maybe we even manage to smile again!

 

As we start to realise that,

nothing ever lasts for long.

 

Yet everything is meaningful.




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