Not only can I empathize with your pain, but the cynicism too, because of the big hole in your soul.
No matter how many loves you have, or how hard you work, and how many obstacles you get through, there is always a hurricane Katrina, that rips through your life, and blows everything you worked for, and counted on away.
Dust yourself off, and rebuild. It takes time, but you know that. You got something better to do?
Just so you know, the glass is half full.