There are times when love can kill. There are times when you love someone so much, you cannot allow him to breathe. He must do things the way you understand is best for him—because you cannot bear that one you love so much should be in any way distant from the truth as you know it.
“After all,” you imagine, “I must do for him what I would have done for myself!”
But true love makes room for the one you love.
True love is best expressed not in what you do and what you say, but in what you do not do, and what you do not say.
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good shabbos,
Seattle, wa
Brockton, Ma/USA
An upcoming article on the topic is in the works--in the "Building Blocks" section.
I love your Daily Dose and find so many times it resonates deeply with me. I am a serious student of Mussar/ Rebuke and only peripherally a student of Chassidut. The Chabad people I speak with seem to recoil when i mention Mussar. Yet, so much of what you write sounds just like what a Mussar sage would say. Can you give me any help in how to bridge the chasm that seems to exist?
Seattle, WA
To the other Anonymous, the greatest act of love is when a man comes home on a rainy, muddy day and walks into the just-mopped kitchen in his muddy shoes—and his wife doesn't bite off his head.
Actually, my grandmother hugged me so hard and long, one time, that I really could not breathe and I was probably seconds from passing out. I never allowed myself to let her get a death grip like that on me again.
Bay City, MI
Gainesville, FL
Brockton, Ma/USA