Recently, I had an eye-opening experience that taught me about my heart. At 22 years old, I am constantly paranoid with the thoughts of health problems; you can call me a hypochondriac. I am the daughter of a nurse who would constantly tell me, "You're fine," while I was growing up. I have always been in good health but recently I had to open my eyes to something serious, and very unexpected. Most people do not think at such a young age they could be a victim of a heart condition, but I am here to tell you it can happen and it is not the most comforting feeling to live with. When I saw my little heart on the screen during my echocardiogram, I realized this is an amazing organ. I then looked over to the person sitting in the room beside me and I realized this is an amazing woman, the woman who gave me my heart beat. My mother is the reason for my heartbeat, and I appreciate that more than she knows.
No, my heart is not the same as everyone else's, but that is okay, because I am not the same as everyone else.
Never forget to remember the moments you feel your heart beating, or the moments you feel someone else's heart beating. Those moments are special and stay with you forever.
The moment you feel the love of your life's beating heart against yours, the moment you see your unborn baby's heartbeat, and the moment you realize God is in your heart so there is nothing to worry about.
Six years ago, I was laying beside my grandmother when her heart took its last beat. At that moment, I learned to appreciate my heart and who it beats for. Some people will not stay in your life forever, but they can stay in your heart forever.
Protect your heart, open your heart, and love your heart. Life is short. Realize how precious your heart it, and listen to it. Whenever you are having a bad day, stop and place your hand on your heart, realize that you are alive for a reason, your heart is beating, and you are beyond blessed.
