How to Heal a Wounded Heart?

How does one recover from a serious accident along life's path? How does one assimilate a gigantic loss in the face of the reality we live in? This is a question worth a lifetime...

On life's journey, we seek to find a soul that recognizes and values our own, just as we value the soul we find. Generally, gaze and feeling flow like a river in calm waters, with peace found in mutual presence and shared experiences, always seeking a confluence of feelings, goals, and dreams. How difficult this is... It requires constant goodwill and a desire to do things together, intertwined... this requires mutual sacrifices to create a harmonious and loving home.

Certainly, the path is difficult, but it can and should be followed so that the foundations of life as a couple become a tango dance, with highs and lows... but always together. Differences of opinion will always exist, heated discussions too, but respect must prevail and mistakes corrected. But does this mean giving up each other's individuality? Living according to the other person's wishes? Of course not... that means dialogue, common sense (in the strictest sense of the word), and understanding. We are beings marked by the path and experiences of our lives. We are not the same... we are different and we wish to be complementary... which requires resilience, a willingness to be together and love..

Certainly, you must be wondering about the title of this text... How to heal a wounded heart? To my happiness, I found in life a soul that at first seemed disparate, but which proved to be congruent with mine. We had a difficult life, marked by many losses, many disagreements, many fights, but also much resilience, a great desire to be together, and much love for each other. How difficult this is within four walls, imagine outside of them. The construction of our family was built with daily work of coexistence, goodwill, and charity, among ourselves and for those who participated in our lives. We always looked at each other as apprentices of the act of loving and living together, making mistakes and getting things right along the way, which was anything but trivial. Well, a little over a year and a half ago, that soul ceased to exist on the physical plane and today inhabits only my heart. Unfortunately, we do not know our destiny nor the designs of the eternal Father. This loss has transformed my heart into a wounded heart, not from death, but full of feelings that lead us to look at the past and think about the future. There are souls that mark our lives in an unforgettable way and that become eternal in our hearts. Time makes feelings lighter and pains softer. With time, which belongs to each heart and soul, it shows that life continues and that the legacy of those who have gone is not death, but life and respect for the example they left us.

It's not an easy task, for some perhaps almost impossible, given how they face losses along the way. One lesson learned throughout life is that with each stumble comes suffering and pain, but also discovery and renewal... the soul re-emerges more experienced and more resilient when one believes in life and the importance of each person along the way.

To heal a wounded heart, one must strive to be better each day, live through pain and suffering with moderation, always seeking the lessons that propel a better human being, open the window each day and be grateful for the new day that unfolds before us, and above all, have faith in yourself and in the Creator. Each new day should be a time to seek a purpose in life and live it fully and meaningfully.

Happiness doesn't come in a perfume bottle; it comes from the daily commitment to being better and wanting the best for those around you. A simple gesture can sometimes change someone's day and open people's hearts.

Finally, you might be wondering: How can we do this in a world marked by individualism, lack of empathy, and charity? The answer isn't complex, but it requires a lot... we must be who we are and what we believe, respecting everyone's space. We must give ourselves the right to feel and make sense, supported by mutual respect for each other's space. We must defend our beliefs, understanding the beliefs of others.

This is not utopia, but rather the simplest commandment that exists: love one another.

Being happy is a choice between living life's challenges fully and courageously, or living fully in the pain and suffering rooted in guilt and desolation.

Believe in the meaning and example of those who have passed... believe that life is worth living and that you are important to many people.

Live... a new day will dawn!!