My dear ones, a letter to leave you,
when it’s time, for who knows, tomorrow or a morrow decades beyond, surely one
between. One of these days…
I love you and have always loved you. I’ve not always been touched by
eternity, but eternity has touched me right now, sufficiently to write this,
sufficiently for me to know I can and need to communicate this to you. Now.
One of the saddest things of life — loss — has occurred because of
love. Loss consequent of a compulsion to
love. Loss, because we were compelled to
love. Our love for one another leads to
a chasm of loss.
Love would mean nothing or would
certainly be a thin concept without loss.
Loss is deepened and widened and
broadened and thickened because of love.
When I’m lost to you, know it is love that speaks loudest in your
pain. When you are lost to
me, I know and will know it is who I no longer have that mars the life that
that moment could be — for all moments thence to come. Yes, loss is never really reconciled which is
why we need to cast our minds and hearts to heaven.
When it’s time to say goodbye, know that loss’s pain is the mirror
reflection of love. The
more we love one another the more the sting of loss condemns.
Please know without a shadow of a
doubt just how deep and wide and long and high my love is for you. Mine is but a fraction of the love that God
has for each of us, but you know how much you love me, so you know how much I
love you.
When it’s time to say goodbye, I may
not be able to utter the words — take it that I have said it from these words. I think I have left you plenty of words,
plenty of sentiment, so please believe.
My encouragement for your life is dare
to touch eternity yourself. Avoid the
entrapments of this life and learn to let go of everything you can’t keep so
that you can gain what you cannot lose.
It is our thoughts and words and deeds
that we take into eternity with us, so take account for each one and don’t fret
anything else.
And simply know how deep and wide and
long and high my love is for you. Don’t
ever doubt it.
