Grateful via /r/gratitude

I attended a funeral today for one of the kindest souls you could ever meet. He was diagnosed with cancer and passed away just a week later. The shockwaves of devastation he left behind were immense. Watching his heartbroken father bury his only son was absolutely shattering. Seeing his wife lose the love of her life,her soulmate was beyond words.

But as I sat there, something struck me: amid all the heartbreak, there was an overwhelming presence of love in that room. Yes, there was grief deep aching grief but grief only exists where love once lived. Without love, there would be nothing to mourn.

It made me realise how lucky we are to be loved in this life. It’s something we so often take for granted, something we sometimes mishandle or treat as disposable. We question whether we’re truly loved at all, but the truth is love surrounds us more than we know. When we’re gone, what people feel most is not our absence, but their love for us.

Today reminded me to be grateful for the love I have and for the people in my life who give it freely. Because in the end, love is everything.