Mar
13
Oct
8
I have had my heart broken. Saying goodbye to those like Angela who I cared for, the death of my Mom, and saying goodbye to my son when he and Angela moved away. The loss of my family and knowing I would never be welcomed back among them.
I have suffered a heart attack. Something so seemingly insignificant in my chest, as big as it is, that brought me to my knees and made me take a long hard look at a lot of things.
But now I have had my heart shattered. That is the worst pain of it all, and is more than I can bear.