The Healing of Time

I came across the following story, and thought it was sweet and insightful:

“Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived; happiness, sadness, knowledge, and all the others, including love.

One day, it was announced to all of the feelings that the island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. So all of the feelings prepared their boats to leave. Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island until the last possible moment. When the island was almost totally under water, love decided it was time to leave. She began looking for someone to ask for help.

Just then, Richness was passing by in a grand boat.

Love asked, “Richness, can I come with you on your boat?”

Richness answered, “I’m sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there would be no room for you anywhere.”

Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help, who was passing in a
beautiful vessel. Love cried out, “Vanity, help me please.”

“I can’t help you,” Vanity said, “You are all wet, and will damage my beautiful boat.”

Next, Love saw Sadness passing by. Love said, “Sadness, please let me go with you.”

Sadness answered, “Love, I’m sorry, but, I just need to be alone now.”

Then, Love saw Happiness. Love cried out, “Happiness, please take me with you.”

But Happiness was so overjoyed, that he didn’t hear Love calling to him.

Love began to cry. Then, she heard a voice saying, “Come Love, I will take you with me.” It was an old man. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed, that she forgot to ask the old man his name. When they arrived on land, the old man went on his way. Love realized how much she owed the old man.

Love then found Knowledge and asked, “Who was it that helped me?”

“It was Time,” Knowledge answered.

“But why did Time help me when no one else would?” Love asked.

Knowledge smiled and with deep wisdom and sincerity, answered, “Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is.”

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