Today something strange happened. I bumped into my own heart. Right there in front of me. And I said sorry. Years of neglect and the worst abuse. Unrequited love. Like an unwanted pet it hangs around inside me, fed on the wrong food, left to idle and rot. I had to say sorry with my head bent low. That heart that has taken me through illness, helped me climb mountains, swim over seas and ached for missed loved ones, and is repaid with ignorance and apathy. The thing that keeps me alive I see as something that hangs around, makes me cry and laugh in equal measure and sometimes gives me pain. But today I see it is my very soul, the reason I’m alive, and I said sorry.