There's a rumor "time heals all wounds." The quote supposedly traces back thousands of years, but there are probably just as many people arguing its validity. It seems to be one of those pat statements people offer after a tough situation... death, end of a relationship, a tough loss.
In that moment, I'm not sure anyone cares about time or its ability to heal. When you're feeling the effects of loss I think it is hard to even comprehend it's possible to heal let alone believe time might be the answer. The other difficulty with the quote centers around the idea we have no control over time. Someone might tell us running heals all wounds and we could run until we were healed or maybe chocolate heals all and we'd dive headfirst into a vat of chocolate until we could find healing. But time... you can't speed it up or slow it down... it seems to just pass around us.
At some point a day turns into a week and a week into a month. At some point you're convinced you're going to be okay... Or maybe you always were okay.
Being "okay"... finding "healing" always becomes relevant.
I know whenever I think of my toughest day, I'm sure someone else has had a tougher day. Whenever I look back on what I thought was my toughest day, I'm more and more aware there will be tougher.
Does time heal all wounds? Or does it give us a healing perspective?
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