The Unknown Beloved

by Amy Harmon

“It is not suffering that stamps out the flame. It is hopelessness. When we stop believing . . . it seems like we slowly lose our humanity.”

Truth

“That wasn’t a meal. It was a hog and jog. An eat and run. A chow and plow.”

Road lunch stops , am I right ?

“Is it just a human trait, do you think, to think no one knows us? Really knows us, deep down. And almost being afraid that if they did, they would back away?”

How many times I’ve felt no one gets me truly and have heard it like a broken record from others as well. We probably are known well by others but are all just poor at communicating how well we know them in a way where they feel they are known .

“Loving is the greatest burden of all. The heaviest burden of all.

“It is the things we most want to put down, the things that are hardest to carry, to endure, that give our lives the most meaning. Sometimes our burdens are taken from us. And sometimes we walk away from them. Sometimes, not having that burden might even feel good. We might feel relief. But it doesn’t take long to realize that the things we call burdens are most often ballast. Our burdens give weight to everything we do. They shed light on all that we are. And the moment we lose them . . . we lose everything.”

Enjoy the journey , today’s burdens are tomorrows treasures

“It would not be a burden to love her,” he argued, needing the last word since Molly had let him have so few. “Of course it would. It is a burden to love anyone. And it is a burden to be loved. Stop running from it,