He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep
pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon
the heart, and in our own despair, against our will,
comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.
Aeschylus (525-456 BC)
It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave'
very well in the hardest hours of grief.
But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind
a window, or one notices that a flower that was
in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or
a letter slips from a drawer... and everything
We are all broken and wounded in this world.
Some choose to grow strong at the broken places.”
Harold J. Duarte-Bernhardt