Your Heart Is Not Made Of Glass

Your heart is not made of glass. It doesn’t shatter when dropped. It doesn’t splinter, doesn’t ricochet off the kitchen counter when someone accidentally bumps it. It doesn’t crack down the middle just because someone was clumsy with their hands.

Your heart is not made of glass. It isn’t fragile or cold or even something to be handled timidly, to worry how it should be touched. It doesn’t need a CAUTION sticker slapped across its front. It’s not as delicate as you’ve been made to believe.

Your heart is not made of glass. It doesn’t break just because it hurts. It’s not beyond repair just because it feels a little bruised.

Your heart is your powerhouse. It’s your white noise when everything else is too much. It’s the steady drum reminding you you’re alive. It’s your life’s accompaniment. Beating. Thumping. It’s not weak. Listen to its resiliency. Listen to the consistency.

Your heart is not made of glass.

It’s an incredible organ, full of strength. It’s tough, you know?

Your heart is not made of glass.