My heart was broken 5 years ago when my husband past. We had been married 54 years. But day by day. I have seen joy and happiness. In your words and Black Knights stories. No my heart is not healed. It will never be. But I can smile again. Hugs and joy to you.
Oh Gran, I am so sorry to hear of his passing. But how wonderful to know that you knew love💖grief is a remembrance of love, and all of us who have ever loved must pass through it. We will walk this Valley together, God by our sides...
Resilience in the face of heartbreak. 💔 Tonight I published a story about Pagliacci the sad Italian clown based on the French Pierrot clown. The clown who despite it’s tears puts on a facade of happiness. Your poem reflects my story. Tears of a Clown.
My heart was broken 5 years ago when my husband past. We had been married 54 years. But day by day. I have seen joy and happiness. In your words and Black Knights stories. No my heart is not healed. It will never be. But I can smile again. Hugs and joy to you.
Oh Gran, I am so sorry to hear of his passing. But how wonderful to know that you knew love💖grief is a remembrance of love, and all of us who have ever loved must pass through it. We will walk this Valley together, God by our sides...
It doesn't end because it's Eternal Misery. Not even death is permanent, not even suicide is an escape.
Everything will always be Eternal Misery.
I am glad you are sharing the Misery with me, then 💖HUGS
Resilience in the face of heartbreak. 💔 Tonight I published a story about Pagliacci the sad Italian clown based on the French Pierrot clown. The clown who despite it’s tears puts on a facade of happiness. Your poem reflects my story. Tears of a Clown.
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