No, in my case, I don't blame God for the loss (after all, it was He who answered a specific prayer on my part to bring her to me -- quite literally). Part of it is my fault, part of it is the fault of a close family member for doing her part to destroy the fairy tale relationship, and part of it is simply Satanic forces. Any letting up of either of the three could've stopped what happened.
Sadly, no day goes by that I'm not reminded and tormented by the loss, even in the little things (such as one time leaving the dentist's office and seeing a vehicle's license plate reading "Mina" -- perhaps meaning nothing to anyone else, it was like a dagger through my soul -- you see, that was the name my fiancee had picked out for a daughter, once we had children in the future. The name was actually a bone of contention, because I wanted something a bit more exotic to reflect her multi-ethnic background, but she stuck to her guns. A silly argument in hindsight, but to say it reminded me of the loss was an understatement).
Even just this morning, I had another nightmare of seeing my former fiancee, far too frequent an occurance, usually she is cold as ice to me in it, and after I wake up, I feel dead inside. It has all adversely effected my physical and mental health, and I suspect it may end up finally killing me before long. That, sadly, may be the only time I will ever have peace. :-|
Peace can be yours very soon - go to Amazon.com and buy "The Power of NOW" by Eckhart Tolle.
I prayed for you today.
Prayers for peace, fieldmarshaldj.
Get some prozac.
I am serious!