A New Heart

I'm a sensitive wimp who wore a suit of armor every day so I could pretend to be sturdy and strong.  But my armor was made of humor and smiles, not hardened steel;  it never was strong enough to keep my fragile heart safe.  But on the day Sam the Tin Man received this gift from someone dear to him, he acquired an extra layer of plate.

Related Post:  A Thrift Shop Purchase

Yesterday's Thrift Shop Purchase

ANOTHER GLASS HEART

A certain dramatic life-episode happened to me a few years ago. Although it was fairly brief in duration, it was a very intense experience that's left me with a deep, indelible mark that still acts up at unpredictable intervals -- sometimes it gladdens, sometimes it stings, but it always leaves me feeling wistful and wishing things could have been different somehow.




EDIT: BTW, that red heart is a foam-rubber squeeze-ball from the Red Cross where I donate blood^^ You keep squeezing it in your fist to keep the blood flowing briskly. Little did I know when I asked if I could keep it that it would some day fit so perfectly into a future blog post!

A Thrift Shop Purchase

"BE CAREFUL, IT'S MY HEART--"


Found it in a thrift shop a couple of weeks ago. My glass heart.