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And over and over and over
Yet again I pick up my heart from the rubble and stuff it back in my chest and move on. Sometimes I wonder how many times I can have my heart broken. How much I can grieve. Because there’s a lot of grief.
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A prayer
I’m not religious — at all. And I am not in any way a fan of the Alcoholics Anonymous model for personal reasons. But right now I am chanting this over and over in my head. Because it encapsulates everything I need right now. God grant me the serenityTo accept the things I cannot changeThe… Read more
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