Breathe With Me (Playing For Keeps #5)

by Becka Mack

Have you ever had that crash that comes after the high? You spend the day soaking up the light, the laughter, the love, the same way you soak up the sunshine. A beautiful day that seems to last forever, but as everything begins to grow quiet, you take a moment to look around and realize, at some point, the day is ending, and it’s nearly here. The crash.

I feel like I’m standing on the shoreline, watching her drown, and I don’t know how to swim. I don’t know how to save her.

I’ve learned that grief is everywhere, hiding in places you didn’t expect it.

“Breathe, baby. Breathe with me. Because I can’t breathe without you.”

“We think of heartbreak like it’s the end, and I know it feels like that in the moment. But the older I get, the more I look back at all my old heartbreaks and realize they were just the beginning. Another door opening, a chance for us to know ourselves better than we ever did before. That part of you will always hurt, but maybe it’s also the foundation you build on. Maybe it’s where you honor the person you were, and where you fall in love with who you are now.