They say you should always give a gift expecting nothing in return. The best gifts are those that come from the heart. But what if that gift is your heart? To give away your heart freely leaves you with the worst sense of vulnerability. It leaves a hole in your chest that very few things can fill. But we still give away our hearts and we hope that whoever we give it to will love, cherish, and protect it for as long as they live. I gave my heart away. I know it wasn’t the best heart on the market. It had some blemishes. But I gave it away with the hope that the person I gave it to will appreciate it and cherish it enough to want to give me her heart. And we could meld them together and form one heart between the two of us. But the most unexpected thing happened, my heart was returned to me.
My heart was run through test after test to make sure it was healthy. And though it didn’t immediately pass with flying colors, it worked to make sure that it passed every test. Eventually my heart was put on the examination table and was cut open and put under the microscope. And there it was deemed unworthy, not ready, not fully mature, and was sent back to me in a box, still cut open, barely beating.
When I gave my heart away I made the mistake of expecting something in return. I assumed that because I had given my heart away that there was a mutual agreement that another heart would be given to me to fill that void. I wanted to fill that void so much that I was willing to pay extra for a heart that other’s might just pass over because it looked worn out or beat up. But I wanted that heart. That was the heart for me. I finally received that heart only to have it recalled because of manufacturer defects. I had to give up what I had worked so hard to obtain and in replacement, I was given my old heart back. It isn’t the same but at least I have something to fill that void.
Many people would take that heart, sew it back up, buffer, polish, and make it look brand new like nothing ever happened. They would put it back out on the market for the highest bidder to purchase, but not me. I leave my heart ripped open for the world to see, not as a reminder of the pain it has gone through, but as a beacon with its arms open wide ready to embrace the world. My heart is ready to absorb everything that this world has to offer so that it can grow to be a bigger and better heart. And when that other heart comes along, my heart will remain open so that instead of replacing it, two hearts can be surgically grafted into one with enough space in my chest for both to exist.
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