How's Your Heart, My Dear?

I've attended Ken's 2nd birthday, my inaanak with a little amount of sleep last Sunday. But heck, who cares? I still have an inner child with me. I still enjoy watching kids running to & fro, eating their chocolates or ice creams (that are sometimes good for our soul). How I wish I'd never grown.

A fellow visitor surprisingly asked me (of all questions, huh!) "How is your heart, my dear?" I was a bit stunned...

Aired with confidence, I answered her, "fine & de-cluttered..."

Finally, I had the courage to dump all those "stuff" accumulated through the years. The frustrations, annoyances, fears, anger, apathy, compromises (name it..I have it...) piled up inside me. Sadly, I tolerated it for quite some time.

Apparently, so much had happened in the past:

I've known death and birth;


I've been brave and scared;


I've hurt, I've helped;


I've been honest, I've lied;


I've destroyed, I've created;


I've been with people, I've been lonely;


I've been loyal, I've betrayed;


I've decided, I've waffled;


I've laughed and I've cried.


Gone were my frail heart & my frayed history-


And now, another day begins...