The old woman sat on the antique rattan rocking chair. Her eyeglasses were
perched precariously on her nose as she concentrated on her sewing chores. A gentle breeze swept the wisp of whitish hair on her temples.
Beside her sat her teenage granddaughter. She was like a fresh flower
recently bloomed. Without warning she suddenly blurted out, "Lola, why is
true love so difficult to find?"
The old woman with a kindly face stopped sewing and touched her
granddaughter's head affectionately. After a moment, the young girl cuddled
closer, resting her head on the old woman's lap.
"Listen and I will tell you why," began the grandmother.
"Many centuries ago, when the world was young, true love existed everywhere.
It was available for the asking. Because of this, men and women took true
love for granted, so God decided to keep true love." She stopped and smiled
as she gently stroked the young girl's soft tresses. "God asked a pair of
angels to keep true love."
"First, they buried true love in the ground. But men and women easily dug
it out. Next, the angels took true love to the highest mountain. But
again, men and women easily climbed to the top. Then the angels submerged
true love in the deepest sea. Men and women swam to the bottom of the body
of water and with ease retrieved true love."
"So true love is easy to find," commented the young girl. "For men and
woman will dig, climb and swim."
"Yes, but finally, the angels kept true love in the hearts of men and
women. Since then, people have had difficulty searching for true love. For
they look everywhere except in the one place that they should keep it."
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