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I've got a pretty long commute every day, and I love listening to music, so, there I was rocking some good old Duran Duran when "Come Undone" stroke a very profound note on me. Maybe because I was in the midst of a really difficult family situation, or maybe because I was trying to figure out how to keep going; in any case the lyrics went like:

“Can't ever keep from falling apart at the seams

Can I believe you're taking my heart to pieces?

Who do you need?

Who do you love?

When you come undone”

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I believe the majority of humanity can relate to the feeling of having our hearts smashed into pieces. I'm not a pro, thus my explanation would be more of a childlike one, but being middle age and having gone through some living experience, I've learnt 2 things.

1. Every human being likes to feel good, we go to through life searching and reaching to be in a good place. We try as hard as possible to get away from bad situations, bad feelings, and bad everything.

If you think for a moment every living being does that too, a momma bear would look for the best hiding place to have her babies.

2. We all have to endure getting our hearts broken and I know, it sounds terrible, because it’ll happen more than once.

This made me wonder about human strength:

How much can we take? How can we fix what's been done to us?

people making a heart

Thoughts and feelings are mesmerizing topics. Thousands of songs, movies, plays etc. have exploited this. But what we think and feel might be very difficult to explain, there are no colors or scents involved, we just know they are there.

And the feeling of your heart being shred to pieces can be, even, a physical experience and it hurts, it does like nothing else.

I can even picture mine, sometimes, with little gaps showing; other times the little gaps are so deep it cuts through and now I have many little pieces laying around.

And here is where the interesting part starts to happens, if we pay attention, and try a bit here and a bit there, they might start to pull together again, one or two at a time, and it seems like they invite the other little pieces to join in, because they are meant to be together, not apart, not eternally broken.

broken pieces

It might take time, it is not a 2 + 2 project. It is way deeper than that, because getting your heart back together needs extra care, extra diligence, and awareness.

Oh but what a joy to feel the gaps are no longer there. Even if it isn't perfect, it functions and keep us going.

I’m in awe of how many tools there are available nowadays, and I was very happy to be able to use one in my latest shower crying session, when I pictured the person who broke mine this time, and I wished...

May you be happy

May you be healthy

May  you be safe

May you be at peace...

 

VirginiaAbout Virginia del Rio-Romani
Born and raised in Buenos Aires, Argentina, Married for 20 years to the love of my life. Proud mom of a wonderful 19 years old daughter, 1 dog and 4 cats.
I’m an introvert with a busy mind and a strong passion for family, good friends, animals, vegan cuisine, watercolors, bullet Journal, and meditation, to name a few. I enjoy reading and writing and a good summer afternoon outside under a tree.
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