The funny thing about life is we take it so seriously, when there's so much to it that we can't understand. There are so many trials and even little everyday battles that we stress over, and maybe we shouldn't. I've been learning in my years in the process of maturing (which I fully admit is still in progress) that life is strictly about love. That's all that's really important. That's all that's truly great in this world. Power, as an example, has its highs and its lows, but it is not as great as love and it can be lost. Love cannot be lost, it is hidden and tucked away when it's not appreciated, but it seems it's always with us. It can be revoked by someone, but that shouldn't be considered a loss, because love is never failing, if it's real, you can't help it no matter the circumstance. Power pales in comparison to love; partially because love has power. It contains it. But it's not manipulative. Love is just so amazing, and I keep learning that more and more with each day, and I think it is a powerful lesson.
I know when she got up there she probably went "Woo!" in that little way she would, and that is enough to make it okay.
DEDICATED TO SUSAN BUSHARD
