Saturday, December 29, 2012

my heart so thoroughly and irreparably broken




"And I felt like my heart had been so thoroughly and irreparably broken 
that there could be no real joy again, 
that at best there might eventually be 
a little contentment. 

Everyone wanted me to get help and rejoin life, 
pick up the pieces 
and move on, and 
I tried to, 
I wanted to, 
but I just had to lie in the mud 
with my arms wrapped around myself, 
eyes closed, 
grieving, 
until 
I didn’t have to anymore." 



— Anne Lamott