You are not failing at life...

“Listen…”

“Yes …”

“Can you close the book and come and sit with me for a moment?”

“Sure, here I am. Tell me, what is it?”

“I think I am failing at life.”

“Why do you feel that way?”

“Because it hurts… it hurts like anything. I loved with everything I had, and now there is nothing left.

“Listen to me.”

“I am listening.”

“If you are hurt in love, hurt like anything, you are not failing at life, dear."

“Then what am I doing?”

“You are feeling life. Fully.”

“…Do you think so?”

“I know so.”

“Then sit with me for a while?”

“I’m not going anywhere.”