It's 1:30am. I've watched an episode of Grey's Anatomy and an episode of Ugly Betty.I still can't sleep. My baby cousin just had another surgery. He's about 2 months old and he's already gone through two surgeries. Right now, he's breathing through a tube. I just can't imagine what my aunt and uncle are feeling right now. I keep thinking...my brokenness is nothing compared to what they're going through. I fear of someone walking out of my life while my aunt and uncle are fearing for the life of their child. How selfish could I be to victimize myself when my family is going through something far worse.
This extreme disappointment I have in myself has begun to unleash. I haven't been around physically and psychologically lately. My mind has been preoccupied with thoughts that I wish to terminate. I think I'm beginning to feel exactly what it's like to really let go.
I've said it before and I'll say it again. No one can take away my ability to love unconditionally, even if I'm broken.
You weren't there tonight but I had great laughs and I still love. So, I'm living out my motto and that matters a whole lot to me right now.
Broken And Beautiful - Mark Schultz
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