So my husband left me three months ago. This is how first chapters go right? With dramatic statements.. But then what? Well exactly. And that’s what this blog is about. What’s supposed to happen next when the trajectory of my whole life has changed in such dramatic fashion?
There was a long pause there in my mind. More than likely because that’s too big a question for me to answer right now. But what I do know is this. My heart is bruised but not broken. And if you’re reading this, then so is yours. Broken hearts don’t read blogs. Or do food shopping. Or go to the toilet. They lie in operating theatres or in cemeteries. I/we may be badly bruised but we’re still breathing, can still make small steps that lead somewhere even if that’s an unknown path right now. So join me!
Heart bruised but not broken 