The Heart of Life
The rumor was spreading one or two months ago and the exact truth just came yesterday. It was a happy moment, right? It’s one of the greatest, wasn’t it?
You’ve made it. From deep inside my heart, I’m saying congratulations. It’s not easy to start a new phase, particularly on heart matters. For most of people it’s even like reading Sophie’s World: they need to spend more time to understand before turning to the new chapters.
Sometimes I think, or let say it’s a kind of interviewing the fate to get an explanation. The questions would be like: What is love actually? Why did we meet lots of people but only fell in love to one of them? What is broken heart? Why do two in-love people separate? What is the real love? What is the fake one? What is the reason behind marrying someone? And what is the reason behind letting someone go?
I haven’t really understood at first. But when I’m dragging myself into my own silence space, I think I get something. By what we’ve done in the past, we are learning. We became both teacher and student to ourselves. We learnt how to understand feeling, how to set vision in life, and even how to define ourselves. We strove to figure out the most suitable time to fix, to adapt, and—the last one—to stop our relationship when we’re reaching our dead-end. We’ve also discovered that the best step to start a new life is by forgiving. That being a friend is much more precious than being an enemy. Those are some reasons why we meet in this world, says my shallow intelligence.
Don’t worry. It’s not a long reading, but when I’m typing it, my mind is playing John Mayer, the Heart of Life. It says in this world, we will face bad news and pain. That sometimes things don’t go as the way it should or the way people expected. But people have to know that the life has a good heart. It will lead them to things they need—and sometimes it’s not the things they want.
Well, good luck. I always pray for you.