Letter To A Friend

I suppose I’m not really asking much out of life. I have stopped searching for big tremendous earthshaking event that would happen to me. Maybe I’ve stopped believing those things --- nice things can last forever.

I don’t know if it’s cynicism --- but I don’t think so. It’s just that I know people have to change, and they have to live lives and they have to go away.

No matter how deep and special a relationship between people, it’s very hard somehow to keep it ever alive with constant meetings and everyday contracts. We all have to grow old --- and it is sad.

Well, maybe one can still remain young somewhere in a hidden corner of his heart. I don’t really know.

All I’m asking is to have experienced having a friend at one time or another. If I have able to experience the person that is my friend, then that is enough for me. We don’t have to see each other everyday because we know that it’s not that important. We have been a part of each other and no one can take that away from us. That part of each other we shall always keep in our hearts --- and it will never die. Maybe it will just be pushed to the back of our minds at times when you have to think of things occurring in our daily lives. If ever we want to remember, it will always be there to recall, to treasure, and to cherish. Well I guess that’s what lasts forever.

If I have truly loved you and have given you something of myself, then that is enough for me. If I never see you again, nothing will be changed because you have made your place somewhere in my heart and you shall always be there no matter what.

It will make me sad sometimes to think that we had to part --- but then I will remember the happiness that we shared and I shall not be sorry. Perhaps, not seeing each other everyday will prevent us from doing things we’d like to and knowing everything about each other. But I will only have to think that for a magic moment in time --- we shared something --- and that something seemed like everything. That we are apart doesn’t make it less special. Time and distance does not have any power over what we once shared.

Every time I want to be young again, I shall think of our times. I shall laugh again just as I laughed then. We may grow old but that special feeling will always remain fresh and young.

I don’t ask much. A moment in time is enough for me to be happy. For I never did care for how long … only how much … and very much even for a while can last a lifetime.

If someday we meet, after all the years, and the magic is not there … it shall make me sad. But then I do not have the right to judge why it has become different. We both have to change and to grow. And if we are both happy this way then I shall be content.

We shall have to go our ways. Somewhere the road has to branch out. I take my path and you take yours. But I shall be happy thinking that once our road did cross and we walked together.

falling in love

From the book “Letters to my Son”
By Kent Norburn

It is a mystery why we fall in love.

It is a mystery how it happens. It is a mystery when it comes. It is a mystery why some love grows and it is a mystery why some love fails.

You can analyze this mystery and look for reasons and causes, but you will never do anymore than take the life out of the experience. Just as life itself is more than the sum of the bones and muscles and electrical impulses of the body, love is more than the sum of the interests and attractions and commonalties that two people share. And just as life itself is a gift that comes and goes on its own time, so too, the coming of love must be taken as an unfathomable gift that cannot be questioned in its ways.

Sometimes, hopefully at least once in your life, the gift of love will come to you in full flower, and you will take hold of it and celebrate it in all inexpressible beauty. This is the dream we all share. More often, it will come and take hold of you, celebrate you for a brief moment, then move on.

When this happens to young people, they too often try to grasp the love and hold it to them, refusing to see that it is a gift that is freely given and a gift that just as freely, moves away. When they fall out of love, or the person they love feels the spirit of love leaving, they try desperately to reclaim the love that is lost rather than accepting the gift for what it was then moving on.

They want answers for there are no answers. They want to know what is wrong with them, or they try to get their lover to change, thinking that if some small things were different, love will bloom again. They blame their circumstances and say that if they go far away and start a new life together, then love will grow.

They try everything to give meaning to what has happened. But there is no meaning beyond the love itself, and until they accept its own mysterious ways, they live in a sea of mystery.

You need to know this about love and accept it. You need to treat what it brings you with kindness. If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with yourself. There is nothing wrong with you. Love just didn’t choose to rest on the other person’s heart.

If you find someone else in love with you and you don’t love him, feel honored that love came and called at your door, but gently refuse the gift you cannot return. Do not take advantage, do not cause pain. How you deal with love is how you deal with you, and all your hearts feel the same pains and joys, even if our lives and ways are different.

If you fall in love with another, and he falls in love with you, and then love chooses to leave, do not try to reclaim it or assess blame. Let it go. There is reason and there is meaning. You will know in time.

Remember that you don’t choose love, love chooses you.

All you can really do is accept it for all its mystery when it comes to your life, feel the way it fills you to overflowing then reach out and give it away. Give it back to the person who brought it alive in you. Give it to others who deem it poor in spirit. Give it to the world around you in any way you can.

There is where many lovers go wrong. Having been so long without love, they understand love only as a need. They see their hearts as empty places that will be filled by love and they begin to look at love as something that flows to them rather than from them.

The first blush of new love filled to overflowing, but as their love cools, they revert to seeing their love only as a need. They cease to be someone who generates love and instead becomes someone who seeks love. They forget that the secret of love is that it is a gift, and that it can be made to grow only by giving it away.

Remember this and keep it to your heart. Love has its own time, and its own seasons, and its own reasons for coming and going. You cannot bribe it or coerce it, or reason into staying. You can only embrace it when it arrives and give it away when it comes to you. But if it chooses to leave from your heart or from the heart of your lover, there is nothing you can do and there is nothing you should do. Love always has been and will always be a mystery. Be glad that it came to live for a moment to live in your life. If you keep your heart open love will come again.