March was about heartaches. I say "was" because I think it's about time to put it behind. In the past two weeks, three of my women friends simultaneously got dumped by the "supposedly" love of their lives. It was a drama marathon. I was occupied consoling all three of them through all technological means possible - text, chat, phone, skype, e-mail and e-cards. It was more than I could handle. I truly understand exactly what they're going through especially the inexplicable physical body pains, the emotional turmoil, the psychological confusion, the non-stop crying and self blame. I kept telling them that "they'll be alright" and that "they're going to get through this," but I do know that none of my encouraging words are getting through. Because right now, the shock hasn't worn off and all they feel is that intense pain and the fear of being alone. I know, I've been there.
To my friends and whoever out there going through the same thing, there is hope and that you will get through this. This too shall pass.
Sadness flies on the wings of the morning and out of the heart of darkness comes the light. ~Jean Giraudoux