Who but God can truly know the heart of men? Imagine your heart breaking in ways you cant even articulate…
After the anger and shame I cried and cried and cried until literally no tears were left. I cried for the ex, for me and the us that never was and never would be. I cried for my son and the challenges he would face with an absent father. Had it not been for His Grace, I would have died of grief.
I allowed myself to feel every moment of my grief knowing that it would soon come to pass. Nothing is permanent in this world including our emotions, thoughts and feelings.
Cry if you need to. For me I blurted out everything to God during my grief. The unfairness of my divorce, life and everything that plagued my soul. People are different so there is no specific timeframe to grieve. What’s important is that you eventually move past your grief.