“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.” ~ C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves
This quote came to my mind last night, as our little mutt, Tilley, disappeared around 10:00pm. We looked for her around the neighborhood, but had no luck finding her. Doing so was much more difficult, as she seems to have lost most of her hearing over the past few months. This quote from Lewis came to mind, because of the sadness and worry we had over this little dog. The only way to avoid certain kinds of pain is to refuse to love. But if we refuse to love, then life becomes empty of meaning and purpose.