A kind heart sometimes

breaks the protectiveness

I have built around the pain.

I am grateful when

compassion gives me permission

to acknowledge the burdens,

even cry a little.

A stiff upper lip-attempting to control my emotions by not showing them-may not be the best way to cope.

I ask myself why life can be so complicated and with sorrow. At this stage of life, I think I know that it is the “surrendering” to that which is the challenge. Bringing it truly into acceptance from my head to my heart is the bridge I need to cross little by little.

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