Birthing is never easy or without pain, be it a universe, a child, or a fresh start in life. Contraction precedes expansion. Darkness comes before dawn. Joy follows pain. This is the way of things.

Sadness is a bruise on the skin of memory.

When sorrow's cup is filled up to the brim,the slightest touch of memory can cause tears to spill again.

Opening to love will always involve risk,but a heart safe from pain is one also locked to joy.