My divorce was a very difficult one.
It was emotionally messy… and full of anger, passion, fear, and pain.
I had spent almost twenty years with my husband.
I had been through a lot with him and put up with so many things that I felt proved my commitment and loyalty again-and-again and I was resentful that he was the one that was now planning to leave.
The worst part though… was that even when I was full of anger… seething with frustration… I was still overwhelmed with sadness… despair… that the person I loved so desperately wanted to leave me… move on… live life without me.
It was as if I had lost someone to death… but wasn’t allowed to mourn the passing.
My relationship was over.
Life as I had known it would never be the same.
I was hurt, wounded, and afraid of the unknown.
What I never imagined at that time in my life, was that I would ever be happy again or that my life would ever be better than the one I had fantasized for me and my ex-husband.
But time and spiritual footwork moved me through and soon… my foundation felt solid and now… my life today is one that brings me great joy.
The life that I live today… surpasses everything I had hoped for in my past.
My divorce became a gift… one that taught me how to move forward through great despair, broaden my perspective, use my strength to protect my own well-being and the well-being of my children, and reminded me how much faith I have in God’s Higher Plan for us all.
“Dear God, thank you for giving me the gift of perspective. Thank you for getting me out of my own way.”