We have have it in some form. Sometimes healthy… other times not. We all share the need to lean onto someone/something.
sneakers born ready,
for the day that lay ahead,
not able to go.
Often times, in my life, brokenness is equated to failure. Is that the reality? Whenever brokenness comes is it due to a failure? Maybe… but it seems as the globe continues to rotate that brokenness is just that. It’s brokenness. Some of us experience in “heavier” ways, but we all have the experience in some form.
What will I do with my brokenness? Pivot? Crumble? Learn? Destruct? All of the above? The hope, as terrible as it is, would be to sit in it. Feel it. Experience it.
Don’t let the door shut until it is felt. At least that’s what I tell myself…