I think my husband is leaving me.
My heart is broken,
and I have no idea of how I will ever get through this.”
I read my friend Marla’s text message, and instantly the room began to slightly sway. My head spun, both physically and emotionally, as hundreds of questions raced through my brain. I involuntarily reached up to steady my head, and shivered from the iciness of my fingers against my skin.
In my mind, I recalled how a decade earlier my first husband said he no longer loved me, how within a matter of weeks we went from planning a second honeymoon to hashing out the details of our divorce.
I share the rest of my story here with my friend Kristi Woods, explaining how my divorce was the best worst thing that ever happened to me and how God has used the pain of that experience to bring about future goodness I never imagined.