Sincerely – From the Heart Will You Be My Valentine

I remember the first time I became aware of my heart. It was an elementary school, a class of about 28 children. Shortly before the bell rang at the end of the day, the 28 children handed out little cards to each other with big red hearts on them. Some said, “Be mine.” The other said, “I am yours.” But most of them said, “Will you be my Valentine?” I also handed out a lot. It was always fun to see the smiles on other people’s faces when they each received their cards.

Since then, I haven’t thought much about my heart. At least until the teenage years when couples pair up and give their hearts to each other.

Puppy love won. It was the early 1950s, and every girl wanted to be with a boy, and every boy wanted to be with a girl. Someone they can give their heart to.

Some couples have been together for a few weeks, while others have been together for several years. However, most of them regained their hearts before the end of their last year of high school. The wonderful fantasy of their teenage love has come to an end. They took back their hearts and saved it for the true love they believed would come into their lives.

When they give their hearts forever. That was my dream. Find true love, get married, have children, and live happily ever after. Those were the days.

Everything seemed so simple back then, but simplicity was just a dream. Faced with the realities of life, many hearts were broken, sadness overwhelmed, and relationships ended. After years of stress and struggling with love that didn’t work out, my heart was failing. A broken heart comes at a price.

There is much that can be said about the mind. This is one of the many things author Greg Braden says in his book, Resilience from the Heart. An adult’s heart beats an average of 101,000 times a day, circulating approximately 1,900 gallons of blood through 60,000 miles of arteries, blood vessels, and capillaries. ” And this goes on every day without anyone thinking about it.

wonderful!

Even when heartache occurs, the heart continues to work.

And expert doctors have the ability to do incredible things to help your heart if it eventually tries to pass out. Incredibly, at the time of Braden’s writing, more than 30,000 organ and tissue transplants were being performed in one year.

Still, heart disease is the number one killer of women. Could a broken heart be the culprit? Is there a way to protect our hearts from the pain and suffering that becomes greater than we want to deal with when a loss occurs? The answer is yes. We can love ourselves even if that’s all there is to it.

come. We can acknowledge our sadness and feel the pain without letting it control us. We can live another day with hope and peace to give and share with others. We can be kind, considerate, and show love, even by smiling, as a way to connect with others.

It is not possible to scientifically calculate the physical impact of the mental stress of a heartbreak. I don’t know if “she” died of a broken heart. Here’s what we know:

Kindness, compassion, love, connection, to yourself first And then on to other issues.