So, the other night Hubbs and I are conversing about some very close friends of ours who are
struggling with some heavy stuff.
I begin to say how awful I feel, I wish I could do more than I have, and how:
"My heart is just broken!"
Memms, (age 3 years five months) who is sitting next to us watching a show on my iPod (ear phones in ears) overhears our conversation and says:
"Mom, your heart is broken because you have no money,
so you can't buy expensive stuff.
But you still can laugh."
I just want you to all remember that no matter how much your heart is aching, or how much your heart is broken, we can, and should