I know that life is a very long series of letting go. I've written about it before when children left, when I said goodbye to friends, so many times I've thought about how difficult it is to let go of the things - the people - you love. But never before has it been this hard.
I feel as though I can't breath sometimes and I suppose that's the "heartbreak" that they talk about, because we all know that hearts don't literally break. But there is that feeling that something is badly broken and nothing will ever be able to put it back together again. Scar tissue. Remember there is always scar tissue.
I don't make excuses for the things that people do that are harmful, but I do like to have reasons to help me process them. Reasons that I can get my head around and at the very least gives me some closure. I'm not sure we'll always have reasons in this world though. As another scripture says, here we "see through a glass darkly" and things may never be quite clear. But I look forward to the day I have answers. That is something to strive for, isn't it?