My heart hurts......

Big challenges they say can either bring you closer together or tear you apart and that seems to be what happens sometimes with a cancer diagnosis. It's not easy on anyone in a family.  And now I am almost divorced.  My heart is heavy.  I believe I am still in the grieving stage.  I have moved back to my old house and share my daughter 50% of the time with her dad.  It's not ideal, but it will have to work.  I am angry too.  How can someone give up on you when you need them most?  I am not saying that I didn't have my issues and I didn't struggle with trying to be a good wife.  There were times when I was a downright shitty wife.  I let depression consume me and tried to sweep it all away under a rug where no one could see it and I made MANY mistakes.  I own those mistakes in this present day.  But it still doesn't hurt any less.  But I want to move forward and hopefully Father Time is on my side.  Each day I hope the pain is less, the laughter is more and the love for my children is out of this world.  I know I will be ok, but the band-aid gets ripped off daily.  Maybe one day there will be just a tiny scar that Mederma can fix!  Love until your heart is bursting.  Even yourself.