We have all had heartache. It started with a sibling being mean and continued to the boy you like, who ignored you. Then, it was your parents, a spouse and then children. Life has moments you'd like to forget, but the fact is...life is hard.
I thought when I lost my dad, nothing could be worse. I cried for hours. I remembember on my way back from Delta, we stopped for somthing to eat. I cried through the whole meal in the restaurant.
But this...it's not just a heartache. My heart has been in a vice grip so tight I haven't taken a deep breath in 301 days, or 7242 hours, or 4345636 minutes.