9 Apr

broken heart copyToday, I can breathe a little better, as I try to cope with the events of the last few days. I still feel like my heart is in a vise, and each turn of the screw grips my heart tighter in darkness and despair, in shame and in pain.

I can’t speak of what it is, just what it feels like -failure. I am broken again.

I hold on to my husband’s hand in sleep, grateful for the constancy of his presence and support. I may be broken, but it is his love that heals me a bit every night.

And I sear these words in my brain and remind myself to be grateful for my life, however dark it may seem right now.

bad day not life


7 Responses to “Sad”

  1. Cristina Liu April 9, 2013 at 12:40 pm #

    hugs to you Ms. Pinky, I always include your amily in my prayers because you have inspired me so much 🙂

    • Kittymama April 27, 2013 at 5:16 pm #

      Thank you, Cristina. I apologize if my thanks come late. Senior moments tend to come when least expected. But please know I am grateful for your kindness always. God bless!

  2. adicayaban April 9, 2013 at 12:45 pm #

    What’s going on Pinky?

  3. Lyra April 11, 2013 at 3:01 am #

    Hugs Pinky, this too shall pass

    • Kittymama April 12, 2013 at 1:55 pm #

      I keep hoping, Lyra, to wake up one day and it’ll be the day the storm in our lives has passed. Maybe it’ll be tomorrow. I keep hoping and praying.

  4. Kuya Joshua April 11, 2013 at 7:01 am #

    Hugs, Tita! You’ll pull through. 🙂

    • Kittymama April 12, 2013 at 1:54 pm #

      Thank you, Josh! 🙂

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