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One thing I love about the heart…as each day we grow a little more

is it’s amazing ability to stretch…a little more than it’s ever stretched before.

As a child…how easily it stretches to cover our mom, dad, sisters and brothers….

and when we think that’s where the stretching ends…

it stretches even farther to cover our relatives and friends.

As we grow up…we are happy in this comfortable circle where we are…

surrounded by friends and family our heart doesn’t have to stretch out very far.

But time moving on is inevitable…and there will come a day

we realize how far our heart can stretch…when it’s time to move away.

We are thankful for how far it stretches…those times we feel alone

and how it stretches on to new friends, perhaps a partner…and a family of our own.

And for a while our heart is relaxes…until there comes a day

when it must stretch again…when our children move away.

Until one day, in our old age, when we smile

thinking about all the ways our life’s unfurled….

and give thanks for a heart that has the ability 

I think of the heart as a never-ending puzzle…

a kind of puzzle in reverse.

where pieces of other people’s hearts can be added to ours…

and where pieces of our heart to others can be dispersed.

Every heart comes with a little mystery…

because as each day we grow 

exactly who we’ll share our pieces with…

is something we don’t know.

Love has the final decision on the pieces we choose to share…

deciding who I give a piece of my heart to…

and who gives me a piece of theirs.

When love works her magic, however, both sharers will admit….

somehow…the pieces shared between them…are a perfect fit.

And whether the wait to share a piece of our heart is short…

or if it takes a little longer….

when pieces are shared with love…

each heart grows a little stronger.

I wonder if that’s why when we lose someone we love…

oftentimes what happiness we find. 

is knowing they took a piece of our heart with them…

and left a piece of theirs behind.

Perhaps the most comfort we can take…

when someone we love departs….

is knowing a person never truly dies 

as long as we have a piece of their heart.