“While grief is fresh, every attempt to divert only irritates. You must wait till it be digested, and then amusement will dissipate the remains of it.” Samuel Johnson
When I would be in a room with other people who were broken hearted, and they shared their stories of what broke their heart, a strange phenomenon occurred-they began to see whose story was worse. Before long a competition of sorts took place. Whose heart was broken the most. And that was when my epiphany occurred. I don’t believe there are degrees of broken hearts. A broken heart is broken. Whatever hit it, the result was on target-the heart broke.
Most of us have experienced heartache at some time in our lives. I used to try and understand what caused the heartache. While that may be helpful, what I found to be the most helpful to a person with a broken heart, was to hug their heart. I learned the cause didn’t really matter, the emotion was the same.
Heartache is sadness.
“Tears are words the mouth can’t say nor can the heart bare” Joshua Wisenbaker
That's My Philosophy 