I'm feeling kind of raw right now. There is a fresh wound on my heart. I let my guard down...I reached out...not knowing what to expect but receiving a response most definitely not expected. An old friend, a confidante, a Man of God. I try so hard to protect my heart...to prevent these lacerations which eventually turn into scars. I realize now that heartache is a part of life....that these scars, old and new, make me who I am....they are a part of me. The only thing I can change is the way I react...pick myself up....dust myself off....and begin a new day.
wow, I'm proud of you(and sad for you too). I am just learning that all I can control is my reactions, but you already know that.
ReplyDeletehugs,
Joanie
p.s.Do you need me to beat up someone for you? ; )