The worthwhile things are difficult

    My parents kept some of the wedding flowers. They re-arranged the flowers and gave them more water. And, they grew more beautiful each day. I watched as each flower kept its whole while the petals slowly curled up and faded. The days grew by, and I couldn't see time, but I could see these flowers. 

“There's no such thing as effortless beauty - you should know that. 

There's no effort which is not beautiful - lifting a heavy stone or loving you.

Loving you is like lifting a heavy stone. It would be easier not to do it and I'm not quite sure why I am doing it. It takes all my strength and all my determination, and I said I wouldn't love someone again like this. Is there any sense in loving someone you can only wake up to by chance?” 

― Jeanette Winterson, The PowerBook

   Cr shared with me about her wonders of is it worth it? - how sometimes people cannot see the good you want to give them, of the pains of being misconstrued. I told her, the worthwhile things are difficult. The things that mean the most to us, saves us and destroys us, makes us the happiest and saddest persons on earth. At the very least, they should be able to do that much. And then, we laughed about how as you grow older you realise it's not about planning how to deal with life. If you plan life, you take away much of its beauty. The key is to be prepared. And when it comes, to let go.