Eight weeks have passed since my life fell apart. Eight long weeks so full of tears and grief that their seemed no way out.
My faith and Gods love has got me out of bed every morning. Given me the determination to live my life to its full potential, not allowing anger to rule over me.
Surrounded by beauty and love is healing my broken heart.
Today I laughed out loud it felt so good, straight after I burst into tears so relieved that I could still laugh.
1 Corinthians 13:13
And now these three remain faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.