When did this happen?

So today I took a drive to good old Pomona, where we lived for 3 1/2 years of our married life, I dropped my son off at our friends home for a sleep over, these particular friends are some real good ones, we go way back. Lots of memories in that old neighborhood, and at our friends home, we used to be part of a community of house churches and most of all of us from the old house church days lived in Pomona, I know if you happen to be reading this and you dont live in So. Ca then you are thinking what is the deal with Pomona? let me see if I can paint a picture of Pomona for you, homeless people and not just homeless people, crazy homeless people come up to you pretty much where ever you go, (sometimes they even come to your front door, no joke!) they might ask you for money or ask you to give them a ride or some food. There is graffiti everywhere, our cars and garage got broken into a few times while living there, boarded up houses and buildings adorn most neighborhoods and its hard to explain but their is an "air" about Pomona that is just different, different than any other city I have ever lived in. So.... I now have painted a pretty grim picture of what it was or is like there, but I have to say that while we lived in Pomona, while we had community and fellowship there I saw Pomona as beautiful, the people as beautiful and the potential for Gods kingdom as great! but this post is not actually going to be about Pomona believe it or not! well maybe just a little, this story is more about God's redemption. Today I dropped my now close to 12 year old Son off with our friends, their oldest boy and my son have been friends since they were literally toddlers, and they have grown into some pretty good friends. As the kids connected I had a chance to sit in the back room with my dear friend Kieva, and she and I have not connected since before all of this "stuff" in our marriage was exposed. So we talked and I shared, I told her about all the stuff that had taken place since we last spoke which incidentally was just 2 days before any of our stuff came out. At times I felt a little emotional but I did not actually shed a tear, and I did not feel terrible that what I was sharing with her was my life for the past almost 8 months. Now I am not saying in any way that what has gone down is no big deal, But what happened today was very liberating for me, I realized I spoke about what has happened to us and I did not see it as defeat, I saw it as a very hopeful situation, one is which God is redeeming and bringing something very beautiful to life out of. As I drove off from her home, I had this realization that God is keeping his promises, he is bring healing, both to me and to my husband, he is carrying me/us to a greater place, a spacious land and oh how I love him for being so faithful. Who would have thought that I would ever be so optimistic about my life seemingly falling apart at the seems? But God is so ever present in all of this, the good the bad and the daily everything, and today was one of those great moments when I realized the level of healing that has occurred, no, I'm not fully healed yet, yes I still struggle at times with my attitude and surrenderance, but what happened today was that the gradual healing that has taken place all of a sudden became noticed in my sharing the story, Lord I pray for your continued healing in me and work in my life, let me not neglect to speak of the great things you are doing in our midst.