During a very, very difficult marriage, I found solace in my little bucket garden. I focused on my plants, felt the wind on my face, listened to the breezes, watched the light dance around, and heard the tiniest trickles of water.
I spent countless moments out there, just watching the trees swaying back and forth, as if lovingly and agreeably nodding and assenting to my "whys?" with "I understand..."
And, I prayed out there -- a lot. And, God heard, and surrounded me with His grace...
I know first hand that divorce is like a death and can bring about the very same feelings. You are fortunate to have been able to tap into the healing elements, regardless of your garden's scale. You have a talent for words, as I felt I was right there with you.
Thank you so much for reading and post your inspiring comments.
Happy garden healing,