When Silence Speaks Louder Than Words
Its no secret that I have had my fair share of heartbreak, trials and tribulation. I like to believe that I have overcome it all and am now a better, stronger individual because of it. I also feel as if I have a better understanding and a strong empathy for those around me when they too are dealing with matters of the heart.
Last night as I was half watching a Greys Anatomy Rerun, a good friend of mine called. We exchanged the standard hellos and how have you beens but soon after the pleasantries the conversation went quiet. I knew that the silence from such a normally “can’t stop talking girl” could only mean one thing. The sound of tears confirmed it. A boy had broken her heart.
I don’t know the details about said boy, and honestly they don’t really matter. What I do know is that my friend was hurting and she called me to make it better. I sat there and listened to her explain that she wanted nothing more than for a man to love Jesus and love her… simultaneously. Oh yeah, and to be able to put the toilet seat down. And, sadly, this boy did those things and had the qualities that she wanted. I tried to explain to her that as hard as it was to believe, someone far better was in store for her.
She continued to tell me how she has been keeping a journal. She calls it her Husband Journal and has every intention of giving it to her soon-to-be-husband on their wedding day. In the mean time, she writes to Mr Future Husband about her hopes, dreams, desires, expectations and (unfortunately) the heartbreaks she experiences. What an amazing gift she is going to be able to present to a man one day. She read a few pages to me last night and we were both in tears. She has an amazing heart and is one of the strongest Christians that I have ever known. But as we all do, she wants the connection that only a husband and wife can share. She dreams of having a family and living happily ever after. I am so proud of her for knowing exactly what she wants and expects in Mr. Right. Unfortunately, that doesn’t help in the present when she feels like all is lost.
I can’t help but remember how incredibly painful it is to loose the guy that you thought you would spend the rest of your life with. I sympathise with my friend in a way that I wish I didn’t. I wish I didn’t know how that felt. My only option was to reassure her that with time it gets easier. I told her that this heartbreak will make her appreciate the Right One when he comes along that much more.
In the mean time, I have every intention to find this boy and smack him in his head for letting such an amazing girl slip through his fingers!
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