The knitted heart!

Have you noticed we no longer have a whole heart, but in its place stands a knitted heart? You all might be curious to know what the knitted heart is. Well it’s all a big story, and the story goes like this.. When we are born we are born with a heart that seems pretty much sold and whole. It always remains whole technically, but just keeps on adding holes.. Ta- Da! Here derives the name of the knitted heart. Let me be clearer.. We are born with hearts that are so full and giving and as children's we just do that! We give in hopes of reciprocation, which is never met, sadly. There from then it begins, “heart breaks”.

Well heart break is something that leaves our heart
wounded. There are of many types.. they may be heart break of not beings  first, not been recognized, not being cuddles and coddled, not having that toy, not having a friend in life and the worst being not having a life of our own! These breaks, you know are strange, we experience such immense pain and bleed tears. We literally feel that our heart is torn apart from the very same thing that it was meant give/ receive.. LOVE..

I don't know how to put this question.. But here it goes, “does love hurt or heal?”  Or “are they an infinite loop?” Infinitely looped, as in every hurt is healed by love and every love hurts.. and there by, the heart is broken and sewn back a million times. Our heart, thought remains in the same shape, it’s not the same. There start to exist certain crevasses in them. And these crevasses have a unique print.. Like our thumbprint or tongue print.. “Unique it is to each!” Each heart is broken and knitted by the people whom give love and to whom love is given... again and again and again.. So in some place the stitches are thick other thinner.. thus there is never two hearts that is the same!

I think we should thank life for this. Thought we have similar hearts we never will have the same knitted heart. And that's makes our knitted heart special. For it is sculpted out of the struggles and smiles of our own life experiences. So cherish it.. Cherish it all.. Each break, each stitch, thick or thin. Most importantly, be proud and kind to your own knitted heart!

 

The Joys, Jingles and Jams of Sisterhood.

 

Sisterhood in simpler terms, is a bond that exists between two females, contrary to the world norms which say how you invite a fight when you place two women in a room, well that’s a very generic view. Yes, we have our own opinions and yes we fight over it, more than that, yes we co-exist! I would say it’s when universe conspires you find a few people who are the perfect crazy like you and you connect and others are those that emphasize.  Again simpler terms "Sister from another mother". Our soul resonates with the same frequency you see. This bond is truly special, there exist no drama, but there do exist a healthy amount of discussion. There exist no judgment, but there exist sense to knock you to reality. There exist no pity but just open arms to hug you in. This is a scared space I would say, where no discussion is shy away from and all curiosity is healthy. Where there is an acceptance that is quite unconditional. Where you don't need to be a daily visitor to be recognize. You become the rains, which are always welcomed with open arms. Where you can just have a conversation with the no polite nonsense. Where you can throw absurd question and definitely expect an answer in return. Quite contrary to what world says, there is not jealousy that’s predominant here rather there are times where we have cried together, where we are genuinely happy for the other, where pulling one's leg is a must, where one mentor's, where one simply visit with no reason, where one takes right to fight and where one takes up the big responsibility of bringing us water in midst of our obnoxious GD. We assume different roles, and try to give it our best. Yes it’s not easy, and definitely no it is not equal too, but with extra love and understanding I guess anything can be conquered.