What It Means To Truly Have A Heart Break

Today, I opened up my Facebook page and was met with posts about unbelievable tragedy. I broke down crying, to the concern of my children. My youngest said: “Did something happen to a child, Mommy?” When I just nodded, wanting to save them from the knowledge of such unbelievable cruelty and evil, she wiped away my tears with her hands.

“It’s okay, Mommy. You’ll never let anything happen to us.”

I have no words, my heart is broken for the victims and families. My own small heartbreaks pale in comparison. Tonight, I will hold my children close and pray they never know I’m not the only factor in their safety. I’ll hug and kiss them and count my great blessings.

Prayers of healing to all.

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