What it all means

I read this book last night. It's called "The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane" It's a Children's Novel. And it is probably the best book I have read in a very long time. It was haunting, beautiful, sad, wonderful and intriguing all at the same time.

There is this line from the book. It's said at the end of the story and it really resonated with me. The line is, "If you have no intention of loving or being loved, then the whole journey is pointless"

I am not even sure what it is exactly about this line that I like so much, or what it is about it that speaks to me so deeply. But it does. I read the line again and again. And each time the words just sunk into me deeper and deeper.

"If you have no intention of loving or being loved, then the whole journey is pointless."


I have no problems loving. But I sadly know people who do. And I know people who don't want to be loved. There are all these walls around them and nobody is ever allowed in. I just find it heartbreaking that they put themselves in this deliberate isolation. I think it's unfortunate to never want to feel or give love to a family member, or a friend or a pet or a significant other.

Love can make you feel better when you are sick, make you feel put together when you're falling apart, make you smile when you have been crying. But in turn it can also be the reason you are sick, crying and/or falling apart.

Either way, what a terrible thing to deprive yourself of.

I completely understand the need to protect your heart. It is a very fragile part of the body and soul. And once broken it's almost impossible to believe that it will ever beat the same again.

But just as it can break from loosing love, it can break from never allowing yourself to love.

Love is a powerful emotion. It's part of life, its part of the adventure and those things; life, love and adventures, are meant to be shared. Love truly is all part of the journey. And with out it, the journey really is pointless.