He was a writer and he was in bed.What a combination,he had all the time in world to observe and pen down his thoughts.His muse was the hospital environment so to say that.
All day while recovering from his hip surgery,besides physical therapy he was thinking and working on his novel.One day he asked me,what do I want,a loving heart or a forgiving heart.I knew what I want but that was not the point.
He smiled as he saw my reluctance and said,he will take a forgiving heart over a loving heart in a split second.
I wondered,what was so great about forgiveness that even love cannot compete.I did not ask that question.
Now I am reading his novel with a proclamation that a loving heart is a forgiving heart.
I love being in love!
8 comments:
i think your dear friend is right "a loving heart is a forgiving heart"...
awww so sweet. Its really hard to find a loving heart though in this materialistic world but if u do, u should hold on to it. thx for leaving yr comment on my blog. great blog following it : )
hmm...heart felt...post.
very thoughtfull !! :) nice !
Its so true . A loving heart is a forgiving heart but if love dont live here any more its a different story.
beautiful post..
liked your blog
It was sweet, thought provoking. forgiving is loving, but loving always forgiving?. gud one!
Beautiful thuoght indeed! Happened to check check my abandoned blog: soulsrefelctions.wordpress.com and saw your comment. So thought of dropping by. I have started this new blog: www.ParadigmHouse.net where besides my own writings, I compile things from the diaries that my father left behind :) Do visit.
Shazia
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