praying for strength as i try to endure the impending pain of loss. i may never understand it right now, but i am praying that i may do so before this turns to hate and anger and all things negative. i know i can be happy for him, but it's taking awhile for me to do so. i sincerely wish him happiness, even if it meant taking some from my stash.one day, i'll look back and be thankful for the turn of events. right now, im praying for healing. the wounds are still fresh, the heart is still weak. outside i am ok, but inside i crumble. but i know where i should be. and what i should be. i just pray that one day, it'll be my turn to be happy.