Sometimes when things break, you can hold them together for a while with string or glue or tape. Sometimes, nothing will hold whatโs broken, and the pieces fly all over, and though you think you might be able to find them all again, one or two will always be missing. I flew apart. I broke. I shattered like a crystal vase dropped on a concrete floor, and pieces of me scattered all over. Some of them I was glad to see go. Some I never wanted to see again.
Megan HartTheyโre like sharks. Circling. Cute, single guy, good job, nice car. Itโs all they know about me.โ His tone was light but his expression serious. Maybe thatโs because itโs all you show them.โ Maybe itโs all they want to see.
Megan HartSometimes grief is a comfort we grant ourselves because it's less terrifying than trying for joy.
Megan HartSometimes the picture someone else paints of us is a more accurate portrayal than a reflection. What we see in the mirror is always reversed. A portrait not only allows us to see our own faces, but how it looks to others.
Megan HartBut the problem with looking back when you should be walking ahead is that you usually end up walking into something that hurts.
Megan HartWe look at each other without saying anything, both of us smiling like idiots. I heart is so full I canโt believe it can possibly still beat without bursting right in front of me. My desire for him is so fierce Iโm afraid to stand, because I know my knees will be too weak to hold me up, but thereโs more than that. This great and bursting thing inside me is love.
Megan Hart