Shall We Not Go On?

My friends and family, it grieves me deeply to tell you this truth: after much prayer and heartache and sorrow, Steve and I have decided to divorce after spending 12 years together this Easter Sunday, April 24th. Please pray for our children. They are having a hard time. We have been greatly blessed, however. I have been greatly blessed. My love for my Savior, my Heavenly Father, for beloved family (from both sides!), for dear friends, for anonymous care-givers, for church leaders, for the sacredness of agency, for the plan of redemption, for my sweet, sweet children has grown exponentially these past few months. I am grateful for my blessings. I have never felt so awestruck by the Savior's atonement than during this time of my life. My elder brother felt what I am feeling and so much more. It makes me wonder how he survived Gethsemane. It brings me to my knees. Never before have the scriptures meant so much to me. The words seem to leap out at me and may as well be prefaced with my name.
He has heard my prayers and He has seen my tears. I know He will heal me and our children. I have been blessed to have words of comfort come to me during this time--whether from beloved poets, scriptures, or family. I have truly been led along. Shall I not go on in so great a cause as this: the gospel and family, hope, faith, love and legacy? Indeed, I must!