Accepting reality and facing it.. that's the hardest thing for me to do.
It is a lonely journey.. one where no friend, no parent, no husband can go through together. To go through the facts in my head, tell myself that what has happened has happened.. and to just move on.
And so this post is for myself, more than anything.
Here is the difficult truth I have to accept - The things will never come back to me again.
No matter how many times I regret and blame myself for not buying a safe earlier.
No matter how many times I wished things had turned out differently.
It is in times like this that I find my faith being tested. I'm so used to being in control.. so used to resolving problems for myself.. that in times like this.. when I feel so helpless because I cannot go back to change the past.. that I have to let God be and believe that this will be resolved by God, in a way I cannot see and will not know.
The view of the sky from my balcony