I’m feeling fragile today

I know I’m not fragile. I won’t break. I’m actually pretty resilient, but part of being able to bounce back means knowing when to avoid certain situations because I know how hard it will be to recover from the shock or disappointment or elation, and not avoiding can have an impact on future events. Today is one of those days.

But I marveled, too. I marveled at the feeling of being heartbroken.

On the last of those days he dropped me off at the Sunoco station on Memorial Drive where I had left my bike that morning. It was over. There were chrysanthemums planted along one edge of the parking lot and every time I drove past those flowers that fall I would sob and wail in my car.

I was crying in public, too. Crying as I wrote in my journal at Dunkin’ Donuts, crying as I put the heavy napkins and silverware on the tables at the fancy restaurant, crying as I biked home across the river at midnight. But I marveled, too. I marveled at the feeling of being heartbroken.

Source: An Empty Heart Is One That Can Be Filled – The New York Times

Thank you, Katie.