For those of us who have loved and lost, we know how
crippling heartbreak is. Your chest concaves, sucked in on itself by the
emotional pressure.
It consumes us. It’s more painful than any injury we can
imagine. We feel as if our soul has somehow split into a billion pieces, never
to be whole again.
But then, time passes, and we hurt a little less. We stand
up. Walk. Run. And soon, we’re alive again. Ready for another chance at love.
The time it takes to recover is different for everyone, but
most of us can look back with a sense of relief and understand exactly why it
didn’t work out.
Sometimes, it’s timing. Others, it’s the relationship
itself. One may not be ready for a relationship. The other may be too afraid to
open up. Personalities, circumstance, past experiences… There are so many reasons
a relationship can fail.
Whatever the reason, know that your heart will heal.
Fill your lungs with oxygen. Open your eyes to the sky above you.
Life goes on. We go on.
“Love is a risk. It’s putting your heart out there, giving
it to someone completely. You risk a broken heart for a chance at the greatest
happiness.” Excerpt from Choosing to Dream.
I was born and raised in San
Francisco, CA, and have a husband and two children. Music is an addiction. I
can often be found in the car, singing along at the top of my lungs to whatever
is playing. I work full time, and I split my spare time between family,
reading, blogging, and writing. I’m a habitual quoter. Lines from films and TV
shows constantly pop into my head—my kids are the only ones that really get it.
I’m an only child, and so of course I married a man who is one of ten children.
Other than English, I speak Spanish, Moroccan, and a little French. I love to
travel, but don’t do enough of it. Reading has been a passion for most of my
life and I now love writing. I’m klutz, and in my own mind, I’m hilarious.
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