Loss

Recently I've been thinking about nature of loss, and how we all want to deny to ourselves that it will ever happen to us. We want to believe that every love is our last love, that our dog will outlive us, that our job will continue to be a perfect fit forever, that our health will continue until we drop dead, which we won't ever do anyway, and that our friends will never move away or betray us or simply grow more distant over the years. Why is it that everything good in life has to come to an end? If you enjoy something, you don't want to see it end, but ultimately it does. A good book, an entertaining film, holidays, vacations, emotions, relationships. It is depressing to look at life as an endless series of loss. I believe this is why people live their lives with a sense of optimism. If not, can you imagine how hard it would be to get through a single day? I have never been a depressive type of person. But thinking about this sense of overwhelming loss in life, I can see why people would get stuck in that dark place. I'm reminded of a quote I read once. "A goodbye isn't painful, unless you are never going to say hello again." This is the perfect reason to live on optimistic life. Sure we suffer loss in life, but think of all the experiences we say hello to? Yes the vacation may come to an end, but there will be new places to explore. Yes we will lose friends along the way, but think of the possibilities of meeting new people who will inspire and change our life. Yes we will lose loved ones, but the human heart and soul are capable of recovering and feeling again. Love and loss go hand in hand, and no matter how much we avoid it, it is a part of the human experience. It makes us who we are, the good and the bad. Loss is the price we pay to experience happiness. Perhaps it is a fair trade?