My December...

It's obviously been months since I've blogged anything...However, I've had something on my mind that just keeps astonishing me every time I think about it...So maybe writing about it will be a way to get it out of my head for good...

I'm amazed at how resilient the heart is...not the physical organ (though I'm sure it's resilient as well), but when I'm speaking of the heart, I'm referring to one's intangible, invisible, emotional center (this is a poor description, but there aren't really any words to describe the "heart"). I used to see the heart as an object over which there was a stamp advising, "Fragile! Handle with care." I once thought the heart could actually be broken...In fact, I thought my heart was broken.

I thought that "organ" that once carried so much hope, so much joy and anticipation, was no longer capable of such feelings, that the damaging blow it had received was too severe to recover from. This didn't bother me too much; I figured I could get along without a "heart", since I've witnessed plenty of seemingly heartless people function relatively normally. In fact, I thought life would probably just be easier without all those messy emotions getting in the way anyway.

...But, now I'm not sure the heart can be broken...At least, not broken beyond repair, anyway (maybe it's just easily bruised). Turns out, the heart can absorb quite a blow without sustaining permanent damage. I've discovered that hope is buried so deep in the heart that the strongest blow, the most efficient attack cannot destroy the hope that is so deeply hidden. It may take a while for that hope to resurface, and there may be times that you will doubt that hope survived the battle, but now I'm pretty sure that it always will. There may be a period of winter, but there is one thing that you can count on...Spring will eventually overcome winter, and hope will always conquer fear.