Jenna Harrison

Sunshine After the Storm

The sun always rises; simply take heart. Sunshine After the Storm Loving someone, especially when it's so easy to do, can be the warmest feeling in the world—a feeling that overwhelms your heart and your soul until you feel like no one and no thing can bring you back down to the earth. Loving someone tests your ability to put someone else's heart above your own. Loving someone challenges you to pursue gentleness, humility, and the utmost level of patience. Loving someone tears down every wall you've built up around your heart, and allows you to freely express your every dream...usually sewing the one you love into every stitch of the dreams you've sewn together with your passion, your integrity, and your character. Loving someone changes you. Loving someone teaches you a lesson in life; sometimes many lessons are learned from loving someone so greatly. As you have read the last few sentences, you might've felt the blood flush trough your veins as a familiar (or maybe a not-so-familiar) name came to your mind. You probably understand what it's like to feel the pain of having your 'dream tapestry' that you stitched, to include and even embody the person you love, destroyed and ripped apart at every seam. You probably know what it's like to be left alone to grieve and mourn the departure of someone you love. You probably know what it's like to be left with a million unanswered questions and a constant screening of the film created by your innermost thoughts titled "why?" You most likely understand what it feels like to lay awake in the early hours of the morning as your pillow is soaked with tears of sheer abandonment and confusion, while your stomach aches from the rapid breaths that flex your abdomen as you attempt to leave your roommates undisturbed while you silently weep. You know exactly how badly it hurts to learn how to sleep alone all over again. You know how pathetic you feel after you stand in the shower, tears running down your face, trying to scrub of every inch of your body as you scream to an audience of yourself and God, "get him off of me"—knowing full-well he has touched and kissed every single inch of you. Finally, after you have endured the internal torture of having your heart broken by the one person you so passionately love more than anyone else in existence, you understand that they left...and they obliterated everything in their wake while doing so—including you.