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The Thing is...

 There's this poem by Ellen Bass that goes-


And I think that's exactly the way to get through life. There are a great deal of curveballs coming our way throughout the course of our existence. And the most grave fact is that it's a one-lane road. You have to face them, whether you want to or not. Some situations might affect you so badly that you think you cannot take anything anymore. But you have to. Even through the grief and the pain- you have to. There's a song by Hozier called 'All Things End' in which he says-

"If there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact, they didn't do it right."

Only the things that we love have the power to obliterate us. If we lose something we never really valued in the first place, we wouldn't be so desolate over it. If someone we never really cared for decides to walk out of our lives for good, our only thought would be "good riddance". The intensity of the pain you feel is only so much as the intensity of the love you had for what you lost.

So tell me, doesn't that make the pain worth it? 

To love and to lose is the basic notion of human existence. Everything we love and everyone we adore won't remain with us forever. Everything ends. But you have to remember that this ending is the beginning of something else. Remember the love and happiness that used to be there. Cherish it. Tuck it away into the deepest corner of your heart safely. Do not let the pain of the ending tarnish the good times you've had. Learn to keep them separated. And learn to withstand and overcome the agony. Learn to cut ties with the past and live in the moment- to not be obsessed with the past and to let go and start all over again. Because life goes on. And once again, as Hozier said (absolutely love that man!!)-

"And all things end
All that we intend is scrawled in sand
And slips right through our hands
And just knowing that everything will end
Should not change our plans when we begin again."

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