Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived:
Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of 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 the feelings prepared their boats to leave.
Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island paradise until the last possible moment. When the island was almost totally under, 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 u on ur boat? Richness answered, I’m sorry, but there is a lot of silver & gold on my boat & there would be no room for u 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 u, Vanity said, "u are all wet & will damage my beautiful boat.
Next, Love saw Sadness passing by. Love said, Sadness please let me go with u. 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 u. But Happiness was so overjoyed that he didn't hear Love calling to him. Love began to cry. Then, she heard a voice say, Come Love, I will take u with me. It was an elder. Love felt so blessed & overjoyed that she forgot to ask the elder his name.
When they arrived on land the elder went on his way. Love realized how much she owed the elder. Love then found Knowledge & 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 & with deep wisdom & sincerity, answered, Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is….
Love seems the swiftest, but it is the slowest of all growths. No man or woman really knows what perfect love is until they have been married a quarter of a century. And moreover Time is a companion that goes with us on a journey. It reminds us to cherish each moment, because it will never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we have lived…