OK, we need love to heal, but Ithink we also need joy. Not the surface, fluttery happiness that can come and go but the deep, warm, nourishing joy that comes with love and with a realization of life's value and beauty. Love is a fantastic way to get in touch with this, but it can also outlast any individual's love. It can still be there in sadness, keep grief from descending into depression. Joy is what I remember hearing saving my husband's grandfather, when he was told on his death bed (the first one) that they found another series of old Friesian texts for him to study. (OK, he was unique) There. My five cents. huggs all.