I believe there's always hope. I've really struggled with this lately too.
When I step back from the situation, when I'm able, I can see there's hope--BUT--I need to accept whatever happens may not come in the package I imagine or on my time frame. I believe in the love my and H and I HAVE. It's still in there somewhere.
The part of me that has faith in this love, knows he will eventually come around. The part I have to accept, however, is it may not be next week, next year or even within the next five years. For reasons only God understands, H needs to feel all this on his own right now. Today, I'm ok. Still feel angry as he-- and want to rip his and OW's faces off. But, my soul is telling me things will work out and we will be fine.
Sometimes it feels like he jumped off a cliff and, like it or not, the kids and I were strapped behind and had to take this great leap of faith too. But, isn't that what faith is? A leap into the unknown.
"You know, it's times like these when I realize what a superhero I am." Tony Stark/Iron Man
“Focus on what you can do, then do it with all your heart.” Lois Wilson
