Last night some ghosts from the past rose up and it felt as if my heart was breaking all over again. I was so sad. Over a year ago, I remember feeling ready to lay down some of that grief I had been carrying for so long. Grace, time, healing and love had softened the edges of that grief and I was left with a gift. Grief had turned into acceptance, forgiveness and peace. And I realized what a treasure this grief had become. So many lessons learned from that experience. As scary as it was to sink into my grief and find my way through the sadness, I knew that somehow, this grief would always be a part of me. But last night I wasn't prepared for how quickly those old hurts could resurface. The ache was so familiar and deep that for a moment I wondered if I had indeed experienced any healing over the past years. It felt as if my heart was broken into a million tiny pieces... and then I realized, my heart had broken into a million tiny pieces at one point. The past 3 yea