I wept last night. I cried like a baby. I wept for all the times I have broken my heart, and for the realization that I am the only one who has ever broken my heart. I can't control what anyone else does, but I can choose my thoughts about it, and thus my feelings about it.
I wept for the walls I built around my heart that only served to block pain in and block love out.
I wept for your broken heart, too.
And to all upon whom I have projected blame for my broken heart, I take it back. I claim it. I own it. It is mine. Mine to deal, mine to heal. You are free.
Sunday, February 07, 2010
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