Words Speak

In everything that has happened over the last month it's hard to comprehend that it has only been about five weeks since my engagement has been broken off. Honestly, it feels like it has been six months already... not because I'm pining away for him but because I'm at a point in life where healing has started. I don't cry anymore (well, I actually haven't since that first week). I don't think about what 'could've been,' I'm not regretting the last three years of my life, and I'm already doing new things for myself. I'm moving forward. God really is my peace through strength because I know it's only in Him that this chaotic life can feel so peaceful in my heart. And He's the only one who can give me the strength to get up in the morning. I know each new day is another chance I have to find hope. To know hope and embrace it. I posted song lyrics last week, "almost lover" by A Fine Frenzy and I wish, I wish! I had written them... I found another one this week that's just been stuck in my head so I'm sharing.

hope for the hopeless
A Fine Frenzy

stitch in your knitted brow
and you don't know how
you're gonna get it out
crushed under heavy chest
trying to catch your breath
but it always beats you by a step,
all right now

making the best of it
playing the cards you get
you're not alone in this

there's hope for the hopeless
hope for the hopeless
there's hope

cold in a summer breeze
yeah, you're shivering
on your bended knee
still, though your heart is sore
and the heavens pour
like a willow bending with the storm,
you'll make it

running against the wind
playing the cards you get
something is bound to give

there's hope for the hopeless
hope for the hopeless
there's hope

there's hope for the hopeless
hope for the hopeless
there's hope

Maybe it's because I'm a writer and I love words that I can find the power in them. My high school English teacher (I love her!) emailed me this week with some poetry that I've found to have an affect on me, especially where I'm at right now. The poet's name is Dorothy Parker and she's known for her wit but I love her stuff. It makes me smile and says what I wish I could write. What I'm feeling. I posted "Healed" yesterday with the promise of more so here it is:

Finis
Dorothy Parker
Now it's over, and now it's done;
Why does everything look the same?
Just as bright, the unheeding sun, —
Can't it see that the parting came?
People hurry and work and swear,
Laugh and grumble and die and wed,
Ponder what they will eat and wear, —
Don't they know that our love is dead?

Just as busy, the crowded street;
Cars and wagons go rolling on,
Children chuckle, and lovers meet, —
Don't they know that our love is gone?
No one pauses to pay a tear;
None walks slow, for the love that's through, —
I might mention, my recent dear,
I've reverted to normal, too.