"I have seen many people survive unsurvivable losses, and seen them experience happiness again. How is this possible?
"Love flowed to them from their closest people, and from their community, surrounded them, sat with them, held them, fed them, swept their floors. Time passed. In most cases, their pain evolved slowly into help for others. The great Bengali poet Rabindranath Tagore wrote, 'I slept and dreamt that life was joy. / I awoke and saw that life was service. / I acted, and behold, service was joy.'"
--Anne Lamott, from Help, Thanks, Wow: The Three Essential Prayers