I am grateful for how much life continues to break my heart.
Because it shows me
…of love and strength and resilience.
Like an ever growing patchwork quilt, another heartache is sewn on—a badge of honor for my ability to carry on.
The little girl inside me
fighting to keep the flickering Open sign on her heart visible,
grabs a broom and sweeps the pieces into a new shape of love.
One that looks like Home,
nestled deep in the seat of my own Divine being.
Home is where the heart is;
nowhere else but here.
Photo credit: Roman Kraft