The Heaviest Heart
Sunday, April 12, 2009
[Mood | Tired]
My heart is always heaviest in April. It's this month when I think about all the relationships I have forged (and not forged) in the past few years and what they mean to me.
Do you ever wish for something with all your heart?
I do. All the time. Only, I'm unlucky. I have been told that I could write a book about the amount of bad luck that has befallen me.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm a bad person and I'm being punished for it. I really hope not. I like being happy and optimistic about life, but even the best of optimists have to stop and wonder why bad luck always shows up at the most opportune moments.
I cannot say that I'm completely cursed. I have a great job, a lot of great friends, supportive family and all of the stuff that should make me satisfied with life.
Yet, there's still that one hole.
Hopefully I'll be able to fill it soon. I'm optimistic about that.
It's just April when my heart is the heaviest.
~Joannie~
[Weather | Chilly]
[Listening | "Tiny Dancer" by Ben Folds]
My heart is always heaviest in April. It's this month when I think about all the relationships I have forged (and not forged) in the past few years and what they mean to me.
Do you ever wish for something with all your heart?
I do. All the time. Only, I'm unlucky. I have been told that I could write a book about the amount of bad luck that has befallen me.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm a bad person and I'm being punished for it. I really hope not. I like being happy and optimistic about life, but even the best of optimists have to stop and wonder why bad luck always shows up at the most opportune moments.
I cannot say that I'm completely cursed. I have a great job, a lot of great friends, supportive family and all of the stuff that should make me satisfied with life.
Yet, there's still that one hole.
Hopefully I'll be able to fill it soon. I'm optimistic about that.
It's just April when my heart is the heaviest.
~Joannie~
[Weather | Chilly]
[Listening | "Tiny Dancer" by Ben Folds]
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