Her heart sank as she realized he had left, just like that! Without a word! Tears welled in her eyes with a mix of hurt and confusion washing over her. He walked away and it was clear that her efforts had been in vain. The realization was like a slap to the face.
As she sat there with all the emptiness in her chest, she knew that no amount of explanation could mend the broken pieces of her heart. She had to find the strength within herself to carry on, to pick up the pieces of her shattered dreams and move forward. For a moment, she allowed herself to entertain the notion of trying to make sense of his departure. Then she remembered it is like crying for spoilt milk! Another woman was now in his hands, and she was powerless to change that.
With a deep breath, she made a choice. She would not define herself by the phrase “he left me.” She would not allow his actions to dictate her worth or her future. She would not let his departure define her nor would she allow herself to be consumed by bitterness and regret. Instead, she would place her trust in God, believing that one day, she would find peace and happiness again, whether with another man or on her own.
She wiped away her tears, stood up tall and walked away from the baggage of her past guided by the grace that whispered promises of hope in the midst of her despair. Because she knew that she owed it to herself to keep moving forward no matter how much it hurts. She was stronger than she ever thought possible.
TUHAME ❤️