There I was, alone in my rented house receiving the news that my marriage was over. How different it was to the church full of people who witnessed and celebrated the beginning of my marriage all those years before. Since that time, I have often described that traumatic moment as the point at which I ‘woke up’ to the reality of what was happening to me. I also began the slow and difficult process of establishing a new life for me and my two children.

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