Her hand intertwined with his as he succumbed to the dreams that took away his pain. She promised him that if he ever needed her, he could find her in his dreams. As the dawn approaches, he cries to stay, but his time to join her isn’t now. With a small kiss on his forehead, she promises to meet him once again when the moon kisses the sun goodnight. I will love you now and forevermore.
As I sit her today feeling overwhelmingly sad about the world around us, life, and loss, this song comes to mind. The one line that catches my breath in the back of my throat is “A heart that’s been broken is a heart that’s been loved.” I often wonder why me, why does my heart hurt when I think of loss, it’s because I was loved. My heart was loved so deeply that the loss still aches all these years later.
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I don’t understand hate. Each person, good or bad, travels through our lives for a reason. They teach us how we want to be, and how we don’t. Often I tell those that have abused me mentally that I love them. People think that’s silly, and maybe me being sarcastic. Neither to be honest. I tell them that because they need to hear it the most. We never know the path one travel on to meet us, so do not judge the ground beneath them. Love is free. Give it away.