In the beginning stages of separation and divorce I found that nothing could override the hurt:
Not a kind word.
Not spiritual footwork.
No matter what good surrounded me…. the hurt still permeated my heart.
This did not mean that I didn’t appreciate the kind word…
Cling to my gratitude…
Struggle to move forward through spiritual footwork…
I did… and I worked my best to keep my spirit strong for my children.
But hurt still ruled the day.
Sometimes in life… there is no getting around the hurt and the pain… the despair caused by a great and terrible loss.
The only way to ever heal is to allow time to mend the wound.
We give time to our physical pains: a broken arm… a broken leg…. but what about our broken heart?
I have learned I mustn’t be so hard on myself when I have a feeling… I must accept that today… I am hurt… and tomorrow I might still be hurt…. but if I continue to appreciate the kind word, hold fast to my gratitude, work to move forward on my spiritual path, then someday, hopefully in the near future, I will feel well enough again and able to move on with a strong heart.
“Dear God, help me to accept my pain. Help me to see it as a marker of how deeply I loved… how much I was willing to give… and bring me the strength to be open to love once again when I am ready.”