There is a place in my heart that is set aside, it is “taken” “reserved” “occupied” Sometimes there are people in life that hold a piece of your heart and that spot stays forevermore theirs. I like to imagine my heart in its entirety and the love that dwells there is for Jesus. Then I take it further and know in my heart that those I grew up with, siblings, cousins, best friends, aunts and uncles, parents and people close to me all have their share in my heart. Even when they leave this earth that spot remains, always filled with love for my savior and to their memory. It’s so hopeful to never be afraid of getting a “broken heart” because a heart filled with love for Jesus can never truly be broken. Constantly healing and growing the longer we live to accommodate new spots for people we grow to love. Love is awesome, not to be taken for granted and given freely. Never expecting a thing in return but always greeted with a smile. Love.