Hard Heart. Two words I never want to read or hear as next-door neighbors in the description of my life. It’s not that Hard or Heart are bad words, it’s just that when they sit next to each other, they’re a sorry pair. They poke at each other, antagonize, stir-up, rile; they become something together that individually would never be.
Any wise person knows the damage those two can cause when they’re together. They steal your silence, your sleep and your sanity. And, rarely do they just affect one person; their effects show up in texts, emails, and conversations. They’re collective influence is seen in grocery stores, malls and roadways. They keep doctors and nurses busy all night and hospitals filled to capacity; lawyers and judges occupied. I’m tellin’ you, they’re a sorry pair.