05 February 2013

"The center of our lives...

...lies outside of our selves." - Gabriel Marcel, The Mystery of Being

A high school friend once remarked that I don't seem to have a sense of self apart from my loved ones. And I grew up thinking that that was a bad thing. Until I realized after a while that she had it all wrong.

We live weaving ourselves from the threads of love that surround us. Those who pretend that they can subsist without this love really in the end "are consuming themselves like lamps without oil."

My husband usually complains about how I can't seem to smile naturally in solo pictures. This only underscores my point. Only true love can draw out my smile from within.

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