No Lesson There

And then we are reminded that love and happiness come like the rain, and they evaporate like the morning mist.  And we find that in the most important things, like life and death, we are powerless.  We experience and endure.  And a loss is just a loss.  There's no lesson there.  Or maybe the lesson is that the loss, and the silence that goes with it, is like a vast ocean with no bottom.