Diary of a Broken Woman

“I am one of the searchers.

There are, I believe, millions of us.

We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content.

We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret.

We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand.

We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty.

We like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well.

Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter.

To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know - unless it be to share our laughter.

We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all we love and want to be loved.

We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, nor prevent our search, nor lock us in prison walls; that will take us for what little we have to give.

We do not want to prove ourselves to another or compete for love.

For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers, for lonely men and women who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful.

It is for those who are too gentle to live among wolves...”

This book is for you....

But most especially....

It is for the broken women.... Like I am .

The broken women ......

She had lost herself

somewhere along the way.

She had talked a lot but never told her truth.

Everything she felt was skilfully stored away

Along with her fears, her sorrows and all her worries.

No one knew what was hidden behind that outward smile.

No one knew how much she felt but didn't dare to express.

Until one day a crack appeared in her porcelain mask.

She dropped her mask and

began to be herself... .......

And behold.... A book she brought forth!!