Nov 7, 2018

A Broken Heart ~

Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, 
which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime,
 and falling in at night. I miss you like hell...

When it comes to expressing oneself, no one does
 it like the Latin people.  They have a way with words.  
I was lucky to have been raised in a Spanish/Latin culture. 
 I took all of the good things I wanted from that culture
 and hopefully none of the not so great ones.

They show emotion like no one I know.  
When happy you definitely will know and when they are sad, 
boy you can feel their sadness deep into your soul.

My friend Anna is heartbroken over her Taino.  
I feel her sadness even though we are hundreds of miles apart. 
 I know what it's like to go home and feel the stillness.  The quietness.
  To not hear those little footsteps of her Taino.

When you lose a part of your heart it is almost impossible
that you will ever regain it, but one always tries.  I know, but to
 stop trying is like saying you have given up, and that is not
something I do, and I know it's not something Anna does either.
 If ever there was a person who struggled against adversity
and always came back stronger, that would be Anna.

This is a hard blow.  Her Taino was part of her life for
18 years.   He was there through her ups and downs, trust me there
were many downs.  How one does it?  I don't know.  All I know
is that you do it one day at a time.  You fight the terrible
sadness that invades your heart.  Some days it works great,
others...well it's back to square one.  Then you start all
over again.  That's how I do it. That's how we all do it.

My heart is broken for Anna.  My heart is broken all over again
for our Brutus and Shadow. This thing called grief comes in waves.

Unless you have experienced grief, you will never fully
 understand what it is all about.  Each person deals with it differently.
Just remember there is no time frame for grief.  Grief can make
you question your life, your purpose, and your goals.
And this isn't always a bad thing.

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal
love leaves a memory no one can steal...