I am grateful for sadness today.
Because it is real and painful and profound.
It also ends.
I celebrate my sadness right now. And the fact that I am allowing myself to feel it.
There is a lot of noise in my head, as usual, but I am not listening to it at all.
My heart has my undivided attention.
Because it wants me to help it pick up the pieces.
grateful slice: hope after a broken heart.