Lisa Duffy of “A Million Unheard Souls” invited me to be a guest writer on her blog for divorced Catholics. Lisa has been a ray of hope and inspiration to me as I’ve healed from divorce and it’s a privilege to write over there on her channel at Patheos. I’m excited about this new project and hope you’ll come visit with me and with Lisa over at her blog on Patheos.com. Lisa Duffy is an divorce recover expert and I highly recommend her blog, books, and other resources. In my first post at “A Million Unheard Souls,” I shared deeply personal feelings and the simple prayer I clung to when my life was falling apart.
Shattered Glass, Shattered Lives
One teenage angst-filled day, I angrily slammed the bathroom door. Within seconds, the mirror over the sink was tipping off the wall. It struck the two hanging lights in front of it and all five feet of it continued falling forward towards me. I still remember the feeling of shock as I stood there watching the impossible. I instinctively raised my hands to cover my face, shards exploding around me. It was unexpected. Terrifying. And there was nothing I could do to stop it; no time to reach up to catch the huge mirror as it fell.
Surprisingly and thankfully, my only injury was a small cut in my finger, suffered as my hands had risen up to protect my face. The wound looked small, but it was deep. It bled so profusely that it had to be stitched up. To this day I carry the scar and the vivid image of that falling glass.
And Then My Life Fell Apart
When my husband told me he didn’t love me – or like me – anymore it felt like that mirror was shattering again. It was unexpected, impossible, terrifying. I was in shock, devastated. So many times it felt like I was standing arms extended and hands open wide, reaching and stretching to catch the pieces of my life and hold them where they belonged as they shattered and fell around me.
Like my physical wound, the emotional wound of divorce has taken years to heal. I’ve experienced shock and anger; I’ve feared being alone the rest of my life. There have been feelings of disbelief, abandonment and rejection, as well as crushing pain and loneliness. I’ve even questioned my faith. But the devastating pain has diminished as I continue to adjust to the new normal.
You Are Not Alone
If you’ve suffered the excruciating pain of divorce as I have, or any experienced other suffering, I want you to know that you are not alone. Others have felt the same feelings you’re feeling. The pain does eventually diminish, even if an echo of it remains like the echoing numbness in my once-injured finger
In my shocked grief, the prayer I turned to most often was the Rosary. Sometimes I just meditated on one mystery, tears flowing, heart breaking. Realizing how Jesus had suffered as I had suffered…
You can read more here at Patheos.com Divorce Terrified Me But This One Simple Prayer Saved Me.