the unbearable lightness of being.

by - 16:25

“Two people in love, alone, isolated
from the world, that's beautiful.” 

― Milan Kundera

Friday, November 2nd was a strange day.  It wasn't strange because of any one particular thing.  It was strange, because the strangest of emotions actually embraced me the second I opened my eyes from another empty sleep.  It was the feeling that I was actually present.  It hadn't even been two months since that dreaded afternoon.  But for whatever reason, I felt more like myself than any other time since then.  I just stayed in bed savoring that feeling for fear that it would escape me before my feet hit the ground to start my day.  I stared at the ceiling and for the first time and just allowed myself to start daydreaming about my future and the life I have ahead with my daughter.  And instead of being swallowed by an overwhelming sea of helplessness, I actually found myself feeling like we could face our new life ahead with gusto and strength.  It suddenly started to feel less daunting and more inspiring.

Although it is just a feeling, it is a departure from the heaviness that has been hanging over me in the form of a very dark, very big cloud.  The clocks turned back one hour that weekend.  Maybe that difference in time was enough to reset something in my mind.  Maybe even enough to reset something in my heart.

The above quotation was something I stumbled across the other day while leafing through one of my oldest and most favorite books, The Unbearable Lightness of Being.  While the book is full of existential themes, it seems fitting and in line with some, but not all of the thoughts I've been having and experiences I've been going through.  Those specific words, though, caught my eye because of how pure that statement is.  There is something so profoundly deep yet innocent and simple in that kind of love.  It is a love that most people can only dream of, the kind of love that happens very rarely, if ever.  It is the kind of love that restores my faith in humanity.  And when that love hits, all will be right with the world.

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  1. Anonymous10.12.12

    Starting the world again is very difficult. Very.


  2. i love love love the feeling of realizing you're here and alive and there is so much potential for anything.


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