I understand completely each and every one of you. I've had my share of "breakdowns" , and each time I feel that God has given me strength to get up again alhamdulillah.
One time I looked in the mirror and saw a couple of gray hairs staring back at me, not to mention the dreaded wrinkle that was starting to form between my eyes (frown wrinkle)! That was just too much for me to take. I kept asking will I be 80 when we're finally together??!! I wallowed in self pity for a while until I saw my son looking sad, and when I asked what was wrong, he said: You're sad, so that makes me sad. I want you happy again.
That's when I went to the nearest drugstore , got some haircolor (to "enhance" my natural color

), while the dye was in my hair, got a facial mud mask, and just made the effort to try and look better than I was feeling. While the mask was getting harder, I stepped outside of the bathroom so my son could see the golden chestnut brown coloring developing in my hair and my face with that mud cake drying, and told him I feel better now! He just started to laugh at my appearance. And that's all I wanted, was to see him laugh again!
I keep a smile on my face, just for the kids, and the crying I leave for my pillow at night. This has been a very long journey for me, I'm trying to take it one day at a time. If I look back at how long it's taking, it'll get me down. I just have to keep looking forward as if I had just begun this journey. Be sure that Allah hears all our cries and all our prayers, and He's the one seeing me through this each day, alhamdulillah.
I love you all, and my heart is with each and every one of you. You're all very strong women, stronger than you think....you've made it this far, and you're still alive and still waiting and still praying, so of course you're all strong, and I admire you all for that. And God will reward you all for that too, insha Allah.
Hugs,
Ayesha