I saw the old man with shaking wrinkly hands; deep bags under his eyes; curving, chapped lips, and an entrapping stare that only years of the deepest sorrows; richest moments; and greatest blessings and losses could build into one soul.

And he saw right through me.

“Darling,” he smiled as he reached out his aging hand. “In order to grow and let go, you will have to learn this simple truth that we humans overlook: The opposite of love is not hate. The opposite of love is indifference. And let us pray we are not the indifferent ones.”

— Written by Sandy Heights

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