Who can forget their first broken heart? I certainly remember mine. I thought I would die, it hurt so badly. How can you mend a broken heart? Remember that song by the Bee Gees?
I was 13 and although I couldn’t imagine ever getting over Chuck, life went on and I survived. If I would have known then that life comes with varying heartaches, of many shapes and sizes…well, maybe it’s better that I didn’t know.
The passing of someone dear to your heart is one of life’s hardest obstacles to overcome. Losing a friend, a job, a house; not making a grade or the team are others. Suffering an illness or becoming handicapped or incapacitated in some way is difficult indeed, to come to terms with. Life is full of happy times as well, but dealing with a tragedy or misfortune of some kind is almost a sure bet in the journey of life.
I’ve weathered many storms in my time, none of which I would have chosen. I’ve gained much wisdom and insight because of those things…still none of which I would have chosen, but one of the latest broken hearts that I am dealing with is my son’s first broken heart. The matter gets a bit more complicated because the girl is my daughter’s best friend, so she is like a daughter to me, a close friend of the family. Another complication is the timing of it all, and her reason for breaking it off.
Complications too, are a part of life. As I wade through this newest stream of thoughts and emotions, I will remember first and foremost that this too shall pass, Life goes on and we will adapt.
But this mother hurts for my son’s first broken heart.