Glass Heart

My mom once told me that when I was three this woman whispered to her, “Your daughter is an old soul, just like that painting on the wall. She’s going to be a healer and bring color to other peoples lives.”
My mom didn’t know what that meant at the time, but perhaps she was spiritual because now I’m twenty-two years old and this random woman that approached my mom couldn’t be more right about me.
I’ve spent years trying to heal other people,
That sometimes I forget to heal myself, take care of myself and appreciate myself as I do others.
I’ve spent years attempting to mend wounded hearts and broken souls in hopes to repair damage from unfortunate events in others’ lives that I couldn’t control.
As much as I wanted to fix it, there was nothing more I could do besides be a good friend.
For once glass breaks, you can try your best to glue the pieces back together but it will always be cracked.
You can’t fix something that is broken but you can try to put the pieces back together and fill the cracks with life lessons and hope that things will get better.
A shattered heart is stronger than one that has never been broken.
If you hold your head high enough and grow from tragedy, then the cracks will fade but they will still be there to remind you that you beat something you once didn’t think you could.
Our hearts are like glass.
We have these beautiful fragile organs that beat from the insides of our chest.
They can become easily fractured, yet they can also make our smiles glisten when things begin to go right.
Pretty wild isn’t it?
How glass can cut you like an axe taking down a helpless tree
but also act as a reflection of all that you’ve overcome.
Remember, our hearts aren’t shatter proof and without all those cracks from tragedy…how would the light seep in when the darkness starts to clear?

 

(Featured image by Sherrybookirk)

My Sweetest Symphony

Often nights I just lay in my bed,

As each of my thoughts becomes a beat,

Until eventually they all link together into an enthralling, soothing rhythm

And that’s when your name makes its way through my mind in the sweetest symphony,

So calm and tranquil,

As if you were whisking me through the breath of life;

The lullaby of the cool rain hushes me to sleep.

And that’s when I can hear your guitar playing from heavens pearly gates,

The rain comes down harder in a torrent,

And I can feel your presence kissing my skin with every drop.

Disappointment

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Living in a generation where disappointment is much too common is a very unsettling thing.

The word disappointment creeps over us like dawn creeps on those who are unable to sleep at night.

It burns us from within, melting our insides.

There is no way to stop the fire from spreading as the flames feed hungrily on our minds and eat at our bones.

It’s that queasy feeling you get in your stomach after hearing that some boy was just using you to get a stupid favor.

It’s that moment when you realize who your true friends are.

What you once thought was a rainbow is now a cloud of dust as you see someone’s true colors begin to unfold.

It’s an anchor holding you down on the ocean floor, leaving you to drown and squabble for air as you realize you were the one to blame for your sorrow.

 

You have no control over disappointment because it is something that we do not expect.

We can disappoint ourselves just as well as anyone else can disappoint us. Whether we accidentally disappoint ourselves, or someone disappoints us, disappointment is a bitter feeling.

It happens suddenly and in a flash before you can even register the harm that has been done to your hopeless little body and mind.

 

Disappointment distorts us and makes us fear the unknown,

but the unknown is one of the most beautiful things in the world.

If only we could learn to see it that way.

The unknown is full of secrets, mystery, adventure, and yes, disappointment…

but that is what makes life worthwhile.

 

The unknown is our experiences that are yet to come.

Some may be good, some may be bad,

but that is the magic of the unknown.

We mustn’t fear the unknown.

Instead we must dive into it head on and be willing to take risks.

Because sometimes, disappointment simply arises from within by the lack of stepping out of our comfort zone and going after what we want.

You might try something and fail at it, which leaves you disappointed.

But if you do not try something you want to, then you are still left disappointed because you aren’t pursuing what you want.

Either way, you may be left disappointed so why not go after what you want?

 

Don’t be disappointed because you failed.

Instead, you should be disappointed only if you don’t try.

Failure is a part of learning and helps us to grow into stronger beings.

Don’t be afraid of it.

Chase after the unknown, embrace it, and simply learn from what is to come.

 

Disappointment is a part of life.

Sometimes the things we go through that leave us disappointed make us better people – more passionate, more caring. We may view things or people differently and change our ways for the better.

So, in fact, disappointment is a beautiful thing.
It is one of the few things that can help shape us into the people we are.

If we view it as a positive thing, we can only grow from the disappointment.

It’s about turning negative situations into positive situations.

It’s all about perspective, and I hope that you channel all the disappointment in your life into something beautiful.

Hello everyone, welcome to my blog!

This is my first post that will explain to you what my blog is all about!

Some background information about myself:

My name is Christina Bruno and I am currently a senior at Quinnipiac University. I am a public relations major and psychology minor. I have a radio talk show at school, am a part of the theater program, and Kappa Delta sorority.

Some of my passions include theater, fashion, makeup, traveling, and writing!

I love to meet new people, explore, and be spontaneous!