If it's a broken heart then face it

On the bus, I spot a tube man flailing around in front of a newly opened shop. It reminds me of my niece, who, as a toddler, was scared of one we saw at a gas station during a pit stop. It's just a dancing balloon, I told her, it's funny. But she was terrified and we stayed away.

Weeks later, she would come to me hugging my four-foot long tube pillow, waving it about. What are you doing, I would ask her, not remembering. Auntie Dat, she would say, all laughter and glee, it's a dancing balloon! 

I haven't had the best week at work and in my life. I want to stay away, scared, but now, thanks to this random memory, I'm embracing this dark cloud inside me and waving it about. 

Ask me what I'm doing so I can tell you this: It's just a broken heart; one day, it will be funny.

"Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew"

Failing and Flying
By Jack Gilbert

Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
It's the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
Like being there by that summer ocean
on the other side of the island while
love was fading out of her, the stars
burning so extravagantly those nights that
anyone could tell you they would never last.
Every morning she was asleep in my bed
like a visitation, the gentleness in her
like antelope standing in the dawn mist.
Each afternoon I watched her coming back
through the hot stony field after swimming,
the sea light behind her and the huge sky
on the other side of that. Listened to her
while we ate lunch. How can they say
the marriage failed? Like the people who
came back from Provence (when it was Provence)
and said it was pretty but the food was greasy.
I believe Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph.

"I love you. I'm glad I exist."

The Orange
By Wendy Cope

At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
They got quarters and I had a half.

And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It's new.

The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I'm glad I exist.