Even though I’m divorced, I’m Catholic (actually I’m an atheist, but just follow me here), so I know that on the Day of Judgment when we all rise from the dead, there I’ll be, standing next to my only groom. In the eyes of God our marital bond will be unbroken, and at that time I will turn to my eternal spouse, point at him and say: “Ha, ha! You’re my husband!”
Stop with the Joy
Joy doesn’t feel welcoming. Listening to our pain would be.
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