Time for a broken heart

When you ask someone, “How long does it take a broken heart to heal?”  No one has a good answer.  But the one universal thing is that it all has to do with time.

It’s true time does pass and more time between you and the breaking should make things easier.  But when it is your heart that is broken time just doesn’t seem like it will be enough.

I heard a movie line once that said, 

      “Do you know the most surprising thing about divorce? It doesn’t actually kill you. Like a bullet to the heart or a head-on car wreck. It should. When someone you’ve promised to cherish till death do you part says “I never loved you,” it should kill you instantly. You shouldn’t have to wake up day after day after that, trying to understand how in the world you didn’t know.”

Over the last three months I have discovered who my true friends are and I have searched myself and found a deeper strength then I knew I had.  It’s a strength and a faith that I have clinged to as everything I thought I would have in my life fell apart in front of my eyes. 

It’s a funny thing to give your heart to someone.  It takes some time to get it back.  To realize that, just because someone else has thrown it away, you do want it back even all bruised.  That it’s still a good heart.  And someday you will be capable of giving it to someone else.

It will just take time…

        And what is next….?

I don’t know exactly but I did always want to travel and take pictures.
My passport is ready and my tickets are booked.  

I think that’s a good place to start.

Rediscovered Love

I fell in love years ago with the timelessness of black and white photography.  This weekend I began rediscovering that love.  The beauty in the darks and lights and all the shades of gray.

Tip of leaf in focus

Black and white pear

Black and white flowers

Black and white leaves