Joyas Voladoras: Flying Jewels

Joyas Voladoras, an essay by Brian Doyle, stood out to me. More the last paragraph than anything else in the essay. I don't know why it did, but it really popped out at me. Maybe it's because of my crazy life. My parents divorced when I was 6 years old. I have a half-sister that is 4 years old, and I hardly ever see her for more than two months at a time when I go to visit her. My father is going over-seas for a year, and while he's over there I am going to live with my sister and my mother. The words, "all hearts finally are bruised and scarred, scored and torn" are the words that really stood to me. It says " When young we think there will come one person who will savor and sustain us always; when we are older we know this is the dream of a child..." Well, I found out at the age of 6 that hearts will be broken and life isn't easy. What happened when I was 6 prepared my for reality. It prepared me for the fact that my heart would continue to be broken, battered, and beat, but it also prepared me with ways to handle the heartaches that have yet to happen.