A Mosaic of Love: Lessons from Every Goodbye.
There’s something profoundly beautiful about the way people leave traces of themselves behind. Every friend, lover, stranger, and fleeting connection has etched something into me, sometimes joy, sometimes pain, always a lesson.
I used to believe that love was one grand, all-consuming thing. But now, I see it more like a puzzle made of many small pieces. Each person who’s passed through my life, whether they stayed for years or just a moment, left behind a fragment of their love. Not all of it was perfect. Some were sharp-edged, others soft as morning light. But each one mattered. Each one changed me.
And maybe that’s what growth truly is: not forgetting those who’ve left, but carrying them forward in a kinder, stronger heart. Their words echo in my empathy. Their absence teaches me gratitude. Their presence, no matter how brief, made me more capable of loving others and myself.
We are never really broken by love. We’re made more whole by the pieces people leave behind.
Much Love,
Narelle x
