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Today I Love Broken Hearts

sun ring and sun dog
Enough to make me think …

Today I love broken hearts, for their pain measures the depth of our love. I love realizing that I have people in my life that I would miss greatly, and I love telling them so. I love friendship, nothing else in this world can define the value of one person to another so clearly, and I love being reminded to extend friendship to those around me. I love that I learned long ago that, while it is difficult to step into an interaction with people you are not familiar with, it is always worth the effort if friendship is the result. I love that whenever you read the word friendship in my writing I can assure you that it is just another way of saying love. I love words so much and I love that I get to use them every day in my work, but I also love that they are so damned inadequate so often and that much of my work is me trying to put the subtle nuances of what I wish to say into these clumsy things, like trying to dance in work boots or paint pictures with a broom. I love that, usually, I manage to be satisfied with the dance, with the painting, but I am rarely completely happy with them, and that means that I get to keep trying. I love that the plainest thing I can say is that I love.

Today I love that I got to say goodbye to my friend, Cory Roote, who I went to school with and was reacquainted with as Cory King in more recent years, and of whom I can honestly say I was never surprised by anything she did, but was always impressed by everything she did. I love that this world has been made better by her having been here, lucky old world. I love that she planned her own service, and so I will always cherish my memory of it.

Today I love that I’ve had four and a half hours sleep in the last thirty and I’m running on empty but I’m still going. I love that there is currently a plan afoot to retire at eight this evening, and that sounds like a good one. I love that when we got home from the service I thought I’d probably just toss and turn for a while and end up getting up again, and I went out like someone flipped a switch. I hope that happens again. I love that over the week that we were away the garden grew like a champion. I love that we have not used municipal water to water the garden yet, ’cause the three rain barrels are working brilliantly.

Today I love drinking coffee and pondering the Sun ring and sun dog that watched over us as we drove home from the service.

Today I Love Broken Hearts

Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or more generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about having ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

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Babcock, K. (2019). Today I Love Broken Hearts. Psych Central. Retrieved on December 10, 2019, from


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