Words for Living
Is there any life lesson to be learned
in only twelve months? I did not think it
so, but it is easy to surprise me.
My lesson could be divided into
four parts, all of which are important. First,
so simple to understand, is the rule
of learning. Not scholarly learning, but
life learning. You discover life’s do’s and
don’ts. Start asking all your questions, finding
all of your answers. Do what you would not
normally, but don’t lose sight of yourself.
Next, you discover liking. Not simply
enjoying—you learn about the feeling
of butterfly wings, ones that tickle you,
making you shake, and not always with fun
laughter. No fear should be found here, just your
childish naivety, unbroken
by your years. You’ll wish for forever, but
you will learn your lesson. There is no cure
for it, for learning to like, but it is
finished off by one solemn affair; the
part to fear is that of losing, step three
of learning to like life. Losing, it is
like the thick air of a summer storm, which
weighs down on you, carries you away in
its cold waters. My advice is to keep
your head up, because there is always one
thing to find, at the least, at the end of
your storm. More often than not, it finds you
before then, keeps you afloat. Get a hold
on this lifeline; it is what completes your
lesson, the final part. Loving. You ask
your questions, feel the wings, brave the storm, all
to end with this, where you’ve found all you need
to know. Your life lesson, it is merely
one of learning to like and losing to love.
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