I love candles. The love the illumination. I love the scent. I love the aura it brings. I have two reserved spots for my candles in my home. One is on a bookshelf under my TV and the other is on my breakfast bar.
When they are lit or dormant, they fill a hole in my home space. Of course, when they are lit, that is when they glow...that is when they are most alive. But even in their sleep, they provide beauty and potential good fortune.
You almost don't want to light it for fear of losing it. But you do. You enjoy that light albeit temporary.
It's the same when people who we are close to, leave our life (either by death or departure). People who are in our life will not always have an alive spirit but just knowing they are there, makes a world of difference. When they are gone, they leave a hole.
Candles can always be replaced with new ones but it's not the same.
When people close to us leave, there will always be others around...but it's not the same.
Remember the brilliance. Remember the warmth. And keep striking the match.
Burn baby, burn.
PS; I Feel the same way about fireplaces.
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