Is there beauty in things simply because they are fleeting?
When we are told that something will be taken away from us, we suddenly start to see it differently. We begin to notice the small details we once ignored—the quiet gestures, the small things we had mistaken for permanence. Suddenly, what once felt ordinary becomes invaluable.
It is entirely human to take things for granted until we are reminded of their impermanence. We can’t help it. We grow used to presence, to routine, to comfort. When something has always been there, we begin to assume it always will be.
This idea weaves itself into almost all aspects of life. Love for instance not something that can survive without efforts from both sides. When love and care is showered upon us, that feeling becomes the norm that our mind almost forgets its value and how life exsisted without it. Not just love—almsot everything in life comes with a price—to earn something, something must be lost, sacrificed, reciprocated.
Hard work, time, dedication, yields success—similarly, relationships, love, friendships are transient without the efforts taken to maintain them. And when the necessary isnt done, we finally learn the importance of what once was, and yearn to get that back. The value it added to our life comes to be known when it is no longer.
The analogy that keeps coming to mind is this: many of the stars we see in the night sky probably don’t exist anymore. They’ve burned out, collapsed into themselves. And yet, their light continues to travel, reaching us long after they’re gone.
Maybe people are like that too.
Sometimes, we only shine brightest in someone’s memory—when our presence has faded, and all that remains is the light we left behind.