"He heard my cry!" was my story 7 years ago. I had just kicked my husband out of 13 years for having an affair. I was diagnosed with Lupus, and was on the verge of loosing my job. I was really going through it, and was finally giving into defeat; at the time I didn't realize I was having a pity party for one. I just knew that I didn't deserve what life or God was handing me. I didn't deserve to be a single parent. I didn't deserve to have this disease that seem to be taking over my life, and I didn't deserve to loose my job that I gave my all too, or did I? What this life lesson has taught me was, I'm going to go through hardships in life. I'm going to go through hurt, and pain, but it's the way I handle/deal with the problems that will make or break me. I can either sit and dwell on all the hurt, and pain, or I could pick myself up, dust myself off, and continue to go on with life. What I decided to do was choose to believe that God has already taken care of the situation. I just had to get with the program. Through all my struggles, I keep the faith that God is working it out, by doing so i'm letting him know I trust him. So I dry off all the water from the rain, and start looking for the sunshine and the rainbow that I know awaits me. It's Okay to cry and go through a grieving period; how long you willing to stay there is what will make or break you.