My daughter had an emotional night. I was checking blogs and I could hear her crying in her room. Do I go to her? Do I leave her alone? I don't know what to do anymore. I have shattered my little girl's world and Haley's world is no longer. I feel her pain because "Tanya's World" is gone too. I waited for a minuted to see if she would stop crying or not. She didn't so I went into her room and just held her. No words were spoken, we just held each other and cried. No words were needed. We were feeling each other's pain. There was nothing new to say, the pain was there and nothing has changed. 10 minutes later she cries out "why? why are you and Daddy getting a divorce? It took every ounce of energy I had not to tell her the truth. This is one of those rough nights. I can no longer keep my chin up and the optimism that everything is going to be alright. I don't know that everything is going to be alright. I have no clue. I can try so hard to be strong. I try hard everyday to think that the divorce is for the best. Honestly, I don't know that it is. I do love my husband. I miss him terribly and I hate that I didn't appreciate the positive things about him before. Damn hindsight. I hate that my 10 year old daughter is worried that I won't wake up if there is a fire and that she is worried that we will be homeless or hungry if I don't get a job. I hate telling her that everything is going to be ok even though I don't know that. I hate not knowing what my future holds.