But I Know Best

I have probably mentioned this before but I did not see it but heard about an episode of the Simpsons where Homer got his hand caught in a vending machine slot.  Despite everyone’s best efforts the hand could not be removed without dismantling the whole machine.  It was only then discovered that Homer had his hand wrapped around a can of drink.  If he had of let go the hand would have come straight out.
It may seem a bit of a leap to go from that to this but please stick with me.
Sometimes what is considered love is more a misunderstanding of love.  For example sometimes people are well meaning and with the best of intentions and are trying to change another.  Often what has been attempted for years goes on being attempted with the same result.  The fruit of that is always a pushing away rather than a drawing closer and resolution.
I guess that means a lot to me as I have experienced it firsthand.  I cared for someone after they were rendered a shadow of their former self.  They were very strong willed, and I did not necessarily agree with all they said.  But I did love them.  Dearly.
It was only when I got my hands off trying to change them and not only stated confidence but acted in confidence by letting go, did they change for the better.  I was not the only one who saw it.
The point to me is sometimes love is letting go.  It is amazing how often I have seen positive results from letting go and leaving the job to someone better at it than me, and who loves them more than I do.
That is way hard to do.  The thing is, I really do not know what is best for me so what makes me think I know best for another?  Right now, I am doing something I would have never chosen for myself, but I really felt I should do it.  It is only in hindsight I realize it has done me so much good.
I have found that sometimes letting a person go is my highest expression of love – and probably the hardest.