It's something everybody wants-for someone to see the hurt done to them and set it down like it matters.
There's release in knowing the truth no matter how anguishing it is. You come finally to the irreducible thing, and there's nothing left to do but pick it up and hold it. Then, at last, you can enter the severe mercy of acceptance.
Something deep in all of us yearns for God's beauty, and we can find it no matter where we are.
It is the peculiar nature of the world to go on spinning no matter what sort of heartbreak is happening.
After you get stung, you can't get unstung no matter how much you whine about it.
What matters is giving over to what you love.