We want more than we get

What is it about our life here that makes us sad?

Everything we love and identify with is temporary. Defining events that are gone never come back. It’s not enough we can access them through memory. It’s not enough we can talk about them. We want to re-live them. Forever. We want more than what we get. We don’t want our best memories to be only memories. Life is too short for our liking. No sooner do the good times begin than they end.

Then our memories fail. The experiences fade. The keenness of emotions felt, the thrills themselves, all evaporate. Then our bodies drift into uselessness and sometimes our minds, too. Everything we’ve lived for, every memory we’ve tried to preserve, the dear moments that seemed to give the pain of our brief lives meaning, all totally disappear from our minds and the world.

We want more than what we get.