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Living Through It

A man who had suffered many tragedies was tired of it all, and came to his Rabbi seeking advice. His question was: how can I get rid of sadness?
The rabbi, in soft but clear language, told him -you could probably live a life free of sadness, but it comes at a high price.
And what is that price? asked the man.  The price, said the Rabbi, is that you end all love. Do the following: divorce your wife, banish your children, get rid of your friends. Then you will never have to endure the sadness of their illness or death.
But I will be lonely beyond words! exclaimed the man.
Aha! said the Rabbi, loneliness is the price we pay for living without love.  –Rabbi Reuven Bulka

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