I have been looking at the life of Miss Havisham and I don’t care for the way such a life fits.
Although I have no mate I have a great deal of talent and fortitude. I refuse to give up on living just because my living doesn’t reflect the picture I thought living would look like.
The broken heart. You think you will die, but you just keep living, day after day after terrible day -Miss Mahvisham
Despite my very own broken heart, I see my days filled with beauty. Each encounter I have there is a special something tucked in it just for my enjoyment.
There are lots of self-hlp books, gurus with their hands out, words of advice and even programs one might take advantage of but I happen to be of the mind that when a person becomes resolute and puts his or her foot down and demands life to look him or her square in the face and make sense, then the person can begin to live again. Time marches on despite any attempts to anchor it down and cease its continuum.
But thats the beauty of time, it does move on and so must we. There is no one worth your power, and giving it away to be disrespected.
I would never tell a person to “get over it” that is unfair and disregards their pain and heartache. Who am I to say such.
The first step to moving on, as hard as it may be, is accepting what has happened and the changes that have and will occur. Acceptance is a hard act but a resolved mind, a mind set like flint to reach the purpose God has given, can do it through Christ.
Conflicts are difficult but when you overcome its glorious triumph! Use the pain, anger, and the passionate feelings that come as a package deal to plow ahead! Use the heartache as an energy source and see changes made at your hand!
Dont step into the shoes of Miss. Havisham I refuse, those shoes do not fit me, I was made for great things.