The Answer Is Love

  How often do you think about love?  Does it fill your thoughts only at night or does it fill up your waking hours too? In the poem below, the writer Raymond Carver poses two essential questions.

Late Fragment

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.

    ~ Raymond Carver

 According to one poetry blog, Raymond Carver died relatively young of lung cancer. This very short poem says what was very important to him in his life – not wealth or fame, not even health, but to be beloved.  You are extremely fortunate if someone loves you,  and if you are beloved.
    Erich Fromm, psychologist,  seems to agree and said:
"(Real) love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.”