With Every Good-Bye, You Learn

 Broken Lock

For “Claire” ( see previous post) and anyone else with a broken heart. Someone gave me the following after I was going through a bad break-up in college. So now, I offer it to you.  It’s a bit Hallmark cardy, but I found it comforting regardless:

“After a while, you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul.  And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security.  And you begin to understand that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises.  And you begin to accept your defeats with your head held high and your eyes open, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.  You learn to build your roads on today, because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.  After a while, you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.  So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.  And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong.  And you really do have worth and that you keep learning.  With every good-bye. you learn.”   (author unknown)


One response to “With Every Good-Bye, You Learn

  1. I believe the poem is by Victoria Stoffal.

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