The Splendor of Time

♪ Experience recounting # lemon 8 diary # Love, relationshipsThe Splendor of Time: When the Clockwise Goes Forward, But Memories Back Walk

Time is the only thing on earth that walks forward honestly, never takes a break, never walks backwards, and always blows stories, people, and feelings through and out of our lives. As we live our lives at the stroke of the clock, we often discover one very controversial but fascinating truth:

"It is said that time helps to forget someone, but time also makes us miss someone...At times and at times. "

The splendor of time is hidden not just in healing wounds, but also in the way it deals with our "memories."

Time...With the task of molding us to "forget."

When a loss or departure from a donkey arrives, we often pray that time will pass quickly, so that the pain will be diluted. The passage of time acts like a stream of water that slowly blows away the stone of regret.

Delete the severity of feelings: Time does not make us forget all the events that happen, but it lessens the "weight" of pain, anger, or sadness.

Open space to something new: Over time, the space in the heart that was once occupied with heavy feelings is gradually replaced by lessons, new smiles, and new people.

We may have forgotten what his laughter was like, forgotten how much tears we lost that day, the kindness that time gave us so that we could move on.

The passage of time...With a spell that makes us "miss."

But at the same time, time has a deep sense of humor. Even if we think we can move past someone, the mechanism of time always creates small holes for memories to come back into.

The melody of the season: the air that begins to cool in December, the smell of the first rain in May, or the faint sunshine in the evening; these are the clockwise that rotate backwards, drawing back the old feeling.

Unintended Moments: Sometimes nostalgia does not come from trying to remember, but when we hear an old song, walk through the same cafe, or just see someone with a similar back plate.

In that moment, time returns to the image of someone, as if he had never left, giving us a smile, or perhaps a tear again "sometimes and sometimes."

The hidden splendor in realization.

Looking deeper, the beauty of time is not that it helps us to forget, or that it hurts us to think about, but that it teaches us the balance of living.

Time helps us forget pain is proof that humans are strong and able to heal themselves.

Time still reminds us of someone is proof of how deep and meaningful love we once had.

After all, time does not destroy love, but it transforms the shape of love into a memory, a beauty that tells us that no matter how long time passes, every story, every smile, and every tear that happens are perfectly part of who we are today.