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…