Franz Kafka, who had never married and had no children, was strolling through a Berlin park, when he encountered a young girl who was crying because she had lost her favorite doll.
She and Kafka searched but failed to find the doll.
Kafka instructed her to meet him there the following day, and they would return for it.
When they couldn’t find the doll the next day, Kafka gave the girl a letter “written” by the doll that said, “Please don’t cry.
I’ve traveled around the world.
I’ll keep you updated on my exploits.
So began a story that would last until Kafka’s death.
During the meetings, Kafka read aloud from the doll’s carefully written letters, which contained adventures and conversations that the girl found endearing.
Finally, Kafka returned to Berlin with the doll he had purchased.
“It’s nothing like my doll,” exclaimed the girl.
Kafka gave her another letter, on which the doll wrote, “my travels have changed me.”
The girl happily hugged the new doll and carried it home.
Kafka died a year later.
Years later, the adult girl discovered a small letter inside the doll.
“Everything you love will most likely be lost, but love will return in another form”
Embrace the change; it is necessary for growth.
Together, we can transform suffering into wonder and love, but we must consciously and purposefully establish that connection.