But Beautiful Too

A friend sent a group text.

We knew it was a hard day for her. She’d lost someone. Today was the day the whole world was taking notice, was remembering, coming together, and sharing.

That’s a lot of weight.

Death is one of the only inevitable things. When it comes for you, it keeps coming. And not just for you; it comes for everyone and everything around you, at a quickening pace.

What heart can’t break from this?

“It was a tough day,” read her text. “But beautiful too.”

Wisdom in the dark.

In your toughest times, I wish for you not to keep your heart intact.

Rather, to keep seeing beauty as it falls apart.

(Thanks, J)