Grace

 

I was just folding clothes. 

And the sadness and tears came in a wave as I folded up one of Hadley’s sleepers. I held it to my face and breathed it in.

I have to allow myself these moments.

I don’t 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 to be sad, but being without my kids 𝘪𝘴 sad.

No one wants a split family. But sometimes the cost of keeping your family together is too high.

I have never questioned that I’m doing the right thing. I waited until the moment where it was as crystal clear as it was ever going to be, and I asked for a divorce.

This has been one of the hardest years of my life. And I have had a ton of loss. So have my children. But we are still here. We are getting stronger. We are becoming braver. And we are still allowing ourselves time to grieve for the vision of the life we thought we’d have.

Please during this season, give yourself grace. Allow yourself to feel intensely—the good 𝘢𝘯𝘥 the bad. And remember that the holidays aren’t always exciting, joyful and happy for everyone. Be kind and always offer a smile. You never know how you could change someone’s day. 💕