Except, really, he probably never said anything like what I'm about to say. But just the same, I think he was a great man that lead a great movement that has a great place in history. And that's enough "greats" for the night.
And here is what I have to say: This happens to be something my mother told me about two weeks ago when I had my mental breakdown about coming back to Cougar Town. She said something to the effect of, "Sometimes our hearts have to be broken. It's like the Grinch- if our heart doesn't break then it doesn't have room to grow."
Heaven and God both know I've had a broken heart or two. Some worse than others and some that I'm still "growing" from, but I think, in the end, I'll be glad of this life experience and I'll be glad I didn't quit. I'm also pretty sure I'll thank the Lord for letting me grow through broken hearts.
It's like what good ol' Dr. Seuss said, "Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened." I'm still learning to smile. And sometimes that means shedding a few tears.
(Yeah, ok. Maybe this would have been better as a Sick-puke day (read Valentine's Day) Svithe but it's happening now.)
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