Broken Hearts Teach

I want to tell you something about people who have had their hearts broken.I don’t mean a teenage crush not working out; I mean a really, truly, thoroughly BROKEN heart. That isn’t always from a romance; in fact I think the worst ones usually aren’t.

Maybe the first man or woman they ever met broke their heart (a parent.)

Maybe a repressive, abusive religious upbringing did the damage.

Or maybe being an outcast for some reason beyond their control or understanding.

Maybe their heart was broken because their child was hurt badly . . . or worse.

Maybe they have experienced loss you can’t even imagine.

Real heartbreak comes from any number of sources. And it is amazing the degree to which people can heal and appear basically normal eventually. If you are one of these people, then you already know this. But for the rest of you, here is what I want you to know about these people:

They know things that you do not. Don’t judge how they see the world using a measure calibrated with how it looks through your eyes.

About dahnajeen

I'm Donna Jean Hunter. I'm also Donna Cox - former married name and the name I share with my children and with my ex-husband, father of my children, and friend. My 3rd grade teacher, Mrs. Patterson told me I was a great writer and would be an author when I grew up. She always had me read my stories to the class, and even took me around to the other classrooms to have me read to them. I'm pretty sure the other kids all hated me that year. I don't care though. I love Mrs. Patterson. Of course she did not know then about the Internet and blogging and how much of what people read would no longer be on paper when I grew up. I have had a few things published in two college literary journals, and for a while during college, I actually received pay for working as a technical writer. Then for a few years I taught writing to teenagers as a high school English teacher. But other than that, I can't say I'm a writer in the sense that it is what I do for a living. But I am a writer. I have been all my life and can’t see myself ever stopping whether anyone reads it or not. I hope someone enjoys some of it.
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