“There are many ways of breaking a heart. Stories are full of hearts broken by love, but what really broke a heart was taking away it’s dream &emdash; whatever that dream may be” &emdash; Pearl S. Buck
Life is full of moments. Moments of love. Moments of pain. And I have often wondered why the moments of pain were so easily recalled, while the moments of love were fleeting and gone before I had time to truly appreciate them.
It seemed I was irreparably broken. A broken girl with broken dreams. My neighbor Charlie once said, “What defines you, Madeline Moore, is how well you rise after falling.”
Life has knocked me down. Several times, in fact. It has shown me things I never wanted to see. I’ve experienced sadness and failure. I’ve experienced moments where I didn’t want to get up. Moments where I simply lacked the strength to. And once again, Charlie’s voice reminds me, “You have to rise above the storm, Madeline, in order to find sunshine.”