It is one thing to hear that you are not alone; it is quite another to be able to meet and talk to a person with whom you can compare scars.
The road to the Southern Maine Heart Walk has been long and winding. And I give thanks every single day that I have been granted the opportunity to walk each step of that broken, blessed, beautiful path.
Imagine: here in this room full of survivors, all of us have tell-tale hearts. We long and love to share our stories. All you have to do is listen.