This is so hard

I can't imagine a pain worse than my husband having an affair. Little girls dream of the beautiful wedding, big dress, but most of all, a prince charming groom. I had everything I wanted. A responsible and loving husband, beautiful baby, supportive family, wonderful parish. I haven't been able to justify any prayers for us up until a week ago because I felt there weren't two people to whom God's gifts had been more generously bestowed. That all changed when I found out the awful truth. Some moments it feels like the pain is so engulfing I can never recover. Other moments, I can catch a glimpse of the life we still could have together. I pray every day to the Blessed Mother to help me bear my grief.