Gleaning From The Walls

I heard as a child, and learned as an adult, that one cannot miss something one has never known. However, I do not believe that is so with love. When not loved, the heart misses it anyway because it is designed to give love as well as receive love. Although the heart may not be able to put a name to that which is misses, there still exists there a void, fillable only with the knowledge that we are loved.

When we are loved, we feel not just the love, but the many things that accompany it as well – we feel safety and security; we possess a sense of belonging; we are cloaked with a warmth that is beyond explanation; we are excited with expectancy; and we are filled with hope.

Sad little Edward Tulane was too vain and self-absorbed to feel the love he unknowingly possessed. It was only when he was brought to his lowest points that he began to see the difference. He began to love and to feel loved. Then when he was removed from those who loved him, missing the love caused him greater pain and despair than he ever thought he could feel – so much so, that he wanted nothing more to do with love at all.

Because of the words of a wise old doll, Edward opened his heart once again to receive love only to discover that it never really left him – it was there all the time.

“Once, oh marvelous once, there was a rabbit who found his way home.”

~ Gerrie