When I was younger I heard old ladies say, "Bless her heart," or "Bless his heart." I thought it was the stupidest thing I'd ever heard. How dumb. Like saying something as corny as that could make a difference.
As I've gotten older I've actually started saying this! A friend tells me her grandpa is 97 years old. "Bless his heart," I say. A neighbor's mother has cancer. "Oh, bless her heart," says I.
I haven't come to believe that saying "bless your heart" will change anything. It's a comment made with hope and love and sincerity. Maybe it's exactly because I can't do anything else to fix these things.
So, dear reader, bless your heart, and thank you for stopping by.
