A Heart, Moved

There were so very many things
That moved my heart
In one direction or another:

There were times
My smile reached past my ears
And perhaps to my toes

There were times
My smile faltered
Just a little bit
I heard it crack
Right along with a few
Pieces of my heart

There were times
My smile held firm
In the enough
Of now.

Published by Lainie Levin

Mom of two, full-time teacher, wife, daughter, sister, friend, and holder of a very full plate

3 thoughts on “A Heart, Moved

  1. My family is comprised of comedians who often find humor in ridiculous ways; we laugh together a lot but these days are tough. Isolated, insulated, the heaviness of all … I am not much of a crier but things strike my heart without warning these days – it cracks, the tears sting, and I realize that it’s grief. Even so … I cannot stay in it, that’s not my nature, as it clearly isn’t yours. Many’s the time I’ve savored your humor here – that faltering smile is expected (one cannot go around grinning like a maniac!)- but I know the your never vanishes altogether. 🙂

    1. Yes! And that morning I was an absolute mess. My principal posted a video of music playing over clips of all the teachers waving, holding signs, showing love…it destroyed me. Three minutes before a video conference with a student.
      And like you, I find myself dwelling much closer to that emotional edge than I am accustomed to being.
      But humor will always pull us through, that’s for sure. And this time of grief – because that’s what it is – will find us emerging stronger. It’s getting there that’s the tough part.

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