Making Beauty with the Ashes

We were at the end of our steadily fraying rope. After years and years of abandonment, mental abuse, and multiple affairs, our marriage which resembled more of a war zone was coming to an end. I burned with anger. I could feel it in my chest and my heart would race. Sometimes I didn’t even feel alive until I would become angry. The anger had consumed me. This was the plan of the enemy….to destroy my husband, to destroy my family, and ultimately, destroy me. Then one day….. something changed.


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