“Here was what Eleanor had learned over the years since she wept over a chicken pox scab on her daughter's scalp and the bald spot it left there, believing that event qualified as a heartbreak. The worst things, the ones that actually got you, were almost never the ones you spent your time worrying about. In all those years nobody ever fell over the edge of the waterfall onto the rocks. That never happened, but plenty more did. So much else fell apart. So much floated away. So much had been broken.” WorryBrokenHeartbreak Author:maynard, joyce