journal excerpt...

my heart exists
in such fragility
this morning
she's a little tired,
and the Ache is knocking on her door-
to let it in would be
some kind of surrender
to old ways of living, loving.

and then my heart remembers.
and it's these little rememberings that continually save her.

she remembers that "True Love" does not exist,
but that the greatest lesson of Life's moment of existence
is this:

to learn to truly love.