I remember that feeling… of not feeling

I remember the day when I lost it all.

I remember not feeling,

Yet knowing exactly how it feels when your heart breaks.

I remember that feeling… of not feeling.

I remember hearing those words.

Those words that caused my heart to break.

I remember not being given a choice.

I remember watching my dreams, being ripped from my hands.

I remember my world spinning out of control.

And then I remember the feeling of my heart breaking.

I remembered my heart.

My heart that is strong, resilient, brave, happy, stubborn, grateful…

But mostly full of life.

And because of my heart, I refused to let you take it all.

And because of God’s good grace, he helped me back on my feet.

He gave me a second chance.

And with this second chance, I promise I will not let you down.

I am not perfect.

I am not even great.

I am just ok…

All I can do is be grateful, and work hard.

I will forever know that feeling of not feeling.

I will never forget what it felt like when my heart broke.

I will never forget, because I feel.

Because I refused to let you take my heart away.

I am here because I was given a second chance.

This second chance to share what gives me life,

What moves my soul.

All because I feel.