Louise Bourgeois :: Untitled (1950)
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THE BIG HEARTBREAK
I was thinking about something the other day….the big heartbreak..the gold standard to which you compare every other heartbreak in the same way people try to compare some bands to the Beatles and always fall short. After the big heartbreak, words seem to have less power. You’re not invincible but you’re less likely to die from the wound in the same way you died before.
It’s always about the “I can’t live without you” and then….you do. One day you wondered why the big heartbreak was so big…why it kept growing for so long even after the first big attack. I use to envision the big heartbreak in the same way I did a tumor and wondered why I couldn’t just have it removed and never understood that it would dissolve on its own one day…sure never felt like that during that time.
I guess everyone has the big heartbreak at some point in their life and I remember thinking that the universe was mocking me because I was overly sensitive to the reminders that I would be on the road propelled by the big heartbreak and I better learn to live with it. It took me all over the world chasing elusiveness with a desire to be close from a distance. I know people that ended their lives over the big heartbreak…I would imagine there are some that may even be reading this while experiencing the big heartbreak…it could be the soul mate that said he/she wouldn’t leave and then did through no choice of their own but they couldn’t outrun the clock or the plan set for them by the universe.
I guess some will one day get the big heartbreak, even if they thought they’d already seen it. At the end of all of this, we live life knowing the possibility of having that big heartbreak….kind of exciting, don’t you think? I wouldn’t trade any of it in or have done it any other way.
Darryl Rhoades
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