When I was in 5th or 6th grade, I was given a button pin from our church [United Church Of Christ in Norwich, Vermont.] that simply said:
Love Is
It was purple with bright pink lettering as was the style in the early '70's. I wore it a lot and always was asked, "Is what?" ... I always responded, "It just IS." I understood that. It makes complete sense to but it left others confused.
It just IS and still is, ever shall be into eternity. I still have that pin and I still believe.
I've needed to hear this my entire life. And yet, I don't think I would have been ready to hear it until this year. I'm saving this for the days I feel like giving up. You are exactly right, despite everything, I've always found a way to love and that love has gotten me through. ❤️
I knew I would love this week's essay as soon as I saw that picture! You are wiser than you give yourself credit for sometimes Tyler. The depth of insight, and your ability to pull such gems out of the passing phrases on an, albeit exceptional TV show, just goes to show how profoundly you can see into this world in all the chaos and spot the beauty.
As a person who combats the darkness of the world by shining as much love out into as I can, there have been lots of times when my love is not received. But it is still out there. Having raised a lot of kids who were battling their own darkness from not receiving the love of their biological parents, there were times when their own sadness and anger and loss made them rescent my love. But I still put it out there. It would be there for them when they needed it. I learned that I couldn't force it on them, but instead I just put it out there and made it available for when they were ready for it. Now that they are all older, they have come to appreciate that love so much more and reciprocate it. They are all different, and some still feel that need to push it away at times. But honestly, that just makes my love for them stronger so they see through the darkness of their hurt and find it waiting for them when they are ready to. Today, two of my older boys came home on their week off from their jobs in the navy. With some of my other boys who still work here with us, we sat around and talked about their lives and their futures and what their plans were. They are getting to the stage where they have their own insight and are able to appreciate my wisdom as just that and not just the words of a nagging mom. It makes my heart feel like it will burst with all that love. And it reminded me of this essay and how I had meant to reply and thank you once again for your words and your wisdom and of course for the love that you put out there to the world to just be.
Stunning. Just stunning.
When I was in 5th or 6th grade, I was given a button pin from our church [United Church Of Christ in Norwich, Vermont.] that simply said:
Love Is
It was purple with bright pink lettering as was the style in the early '70's. I wore it a lot and always was asked, "Is what?" ... I always responded, "It just IS." I understood that. It makes complete sense to but it left others confused.
It just IS and still is, ever shall be into eternity. I still have that pin and I still believe.
Well, I just love this one. 🥹🫶
I've needed to hear this my entire life. And yet, I don't think I would have been ready to hear it until this year. I'm saving this for the days I feel like giving up. You are exactly right, despite everything, I've always found a way to love and that love has gotten me through. ❤️
What’s the meaning of life? To love, and to be loved. I’ve always said so.
I knew I would love this week's essay as soon as I saw that picture! You are wiser than you give yourself credit for sometimes Tyler. The depth of insight, and your ability to pull such gems out of the passing phrases on an, albeit exceptional TV show, just goes to show how profoundly you can see into this world in all the chaos and spot the beauty.
As a person who combats the darkness of the world by shining as much love out into as I can, there have been lots of times when my love is not received. But it is still out there. Having raised a lot of kids who were battling their own darkness from not receiving the love of their biological parents, there were times when their own sadness and anger and loss made them rescent my love. But I still put it out there. It would be there for them when they needed it. I learned that I couldn't force it on them, but instead I just put it out there and made it available for when they were ready for it. Now that they are all older, they have come to appreciate that love so much more and reciprocate it. They are all different, and some still feel that need to push it away at times. But honestly, that just makes my love for them stronger so they see through the darkness of their hurt and find it waiting for them when they are ready to. Today, two of my older boys came home on their week off from their jobs in the navy. With some of my other boys who still work here with us, we sat around and talked about their lives and their futures and what their plans were. They are getting to the stage where they have their own insight and are able to appreciate my wisdom as just that and not just the words of a nagging mom. It makes my heart feel like it will burst with all that love. And it reminded me of this essay and how I had meant to reply and thank you once again for your words and your wisdom and of course for the love that you put out there to the world to just be.
"But it is still out there." What beauty that is. What a statement that makes. Thank you for this.
I have no words. Just...yes. ❤️