I think heartbreak is one of the hardest to deal with; I’ve dealt with it in many forms, and the one thing I’ve learned is that it gets harder —the more open my heart has become, the more I feel the loss of someone I love. I’ve allowed for my heart to open in the process of multiple heart breaks, and although it has been tough to go through, each has been more enlightening than the last.
The first heartbreak I had ever really experienced came at the ripe age of 19, when my Father shared he would no longer be in contact with me or my brother; he was choosing his new family and no longer wanted to hear from me. Since then, we spoke once when I was 22. Each year I’ve always somewhat dreaded my birthday because in my heart I’ve known it would always be just another year gone by that I wouldn’t hear from my Dad. People have told me I should reach out, people have told me, “It shouldn’t be this way, Sara.” What they don’t understand is there is nothing I can do. If my Dad wanted me in his life, he would say so. This was his choice. I can’t undo someone else’s decision. There have only been a few people I’ve ever shared my story with, but now, it feels very freeing to let the world know (or whoever reads this). [Read more…] about Heartbreak