A series of texts with a friend today led me to this post. She reminded me to focus on the wonderful relationship that I had with amm, because all daughters are not so lucky. And it made me think of this phrase: ” ‘Tis better to have loved and lost / Than never to have loved at all”. And that got me thinking…and researching.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson was an English poet. He finished writing In Memoriam A.H.H in 1849, the poem that the well-known phrasing is from. The poem was written over a 17 year period, in honour of his dear friend Arthur Henry Hallam, who died suddenly from a brain haemorrhage in 1833.
So…it is? Is it better to have loved and lost, than to never have loved at all?
I think it depends on the type of love and the type of loss. I don’t think it’s a universal application.
But with amm, I most defo agree with Alfred. And my friend. amm was the perfect mother. And that is no exaggeration. I am grateful for the woman she was, the mother she was to me and the values she instilled in me. She was a wonderful friend, but at the end of the day, she was my mom. And I am forever thankful for her.