Take Another Piece Of My Heart

My life feels like it consists of shattered broken pieces of me.

Every day something new shatters this heart one more time.

How many times can one heart be broken?
How many times can one person be knocked down and continue to get up?
How many times can you tell loved ones it will be okay?

I have no clue when the last time was I wrote a gratitude post.

I know the reasons why I haven't.

I am thankful that even in the dark painful place I still can see the reflection of light bouncing off that one little piece of my heart that is still whole.

Today I am grateful for that little piece of my heart that refuses to be broken.