Dear my beating heart,

I just want to say as we close the year out, I so value your strength, I so value the way that you have carried me through the hard times - through the grief, through my loss, through my sorrow. Many days I have not felt like smiling, I have not felt even like breathing…yet you have seen me through. You keep beating each day and each day that heartbeat you make, makes me stronger.

I know that I need to think about you in the future, I know you need me to open up and allow you to love again and I will….just give me some time, as I am just not ready yet but I know you deserve that love and one day when I least

expect it, love will come through the door.

At this holiday time, you have been my best friend and I thank you for never giving up and feeding life to this grieving body….

Yours always

A xx

Broken hearts are fragile, they have scars just like the cracks in a broken vase. When that vase breaks you can put it back together, you can glue the pieces…there will always be a thin crack that is visible to the world. However, that vase can still be beautiful, can still be precious. You learn to turn the vase so that people don’t see the break.

Broken hearts are just the same. There will always be the memory, however you can put your heart back together, through the glue of family, friends and a little self belief. A broken heart doesn’t mean that you can never love again, it just means that you need to learn to live with that breaking heart. To learn over time to move that crack from the front of your mind to the back of your mind - it is still there, just managed.

Broken hearts are an outcome of grief, of loving and losing…..they are a sign of something very special that has happened in our lives….this blog is hopefully part of that glue that will mend that break

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