My heart hurts.
It hurts because there are way too many women sharing stories of sexual abuse, assault, and harassment. #metoo
It hurts because we have a president who is not only dividing this country on purpose but who is actively seeking to harm the vulnerable, sick, and poor.
It hurts because Puerto Rico is still not receiving the aid it deserves and people are drinking contaminated water. But apparently racism is greater than providing basic needs to fellow citizens.
It hurts because despite the fact that we had the worst mass shooting in US history less than 2 weeks ago, the conversation about gun control has ended.
It hurts because October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness month and it reminds me not only of the baby I lost but how many other families have lost babies as well.
It hurts because I’m still sad about my Dobie’s unexpected passing.
It hurts because of things I’m not comfortable sharing.
And while I want my heart to stop hurting, I just don’t know how make it stop. So for now I’m just owning the hurt and the pain and the anger, knowing that it will let up at some point and I can move back into normal. Whatever my normal looks like now. Because that has yet to be decided.