It was 8 uphill miles with 3,000 feet of elevation, and I am carrying a broken heart along with my backpack.
But I need to treat my grief at the end of my marriage with the beauty of this exquisite place. It is summer, I alone and I have no idea what my future holds. Someone who meant the world to me has left. I am in a world of hurt. I know heartache is universal. I wish to god I knew there will be joy on the other side.
To the past I say "thank you"; to the future I force myself to say "yes."
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