I have found that I have ability to open my heart again. The feeling wasn't planned , wanted, or expected. It just came. He is not handsome, tall, or have eyes the color of a summer sea. He doesn't laugh in an instant or smile with his eyes. He is not you.I have found that the part of me that belives hope lives  eternal has somehow found her way home. Common sense tells me that my heart is fragile and that my emotions are raw and wounded. I will wait to give my heart when  I can give it without feelings of remorse, betrayal, or self-doubt. The man that has opened my heart is kind, generous of heart, and speaks with integrity. He loves his children, his family, and his God. The man who has opened my heart again knows that I am grieving and respects and appreciates my need to slowly let go as well as my need to remember forever. I have found that I have the ability to open my heart, and in time I will completely. For now I will be content with the knowledge that I will indeed love again. I know that he will not be you, but I do so wish, with all that I am, that his eyes to be the color of a summer sea and his laugh contagious. I love youMe