In one of those small world stories I have stumbled across a woman from my home town. I went to school with her sister. Her blog is Writing to Understand. Her name is Kris. She posted recently YOUNG LOVE about her marriage, their struggles and glorious redemption. There was no affair, but there doesn't always have to be for a beautiful story of redemption. They had enough troubles.
Needless to say, after the year, when we came back home, I was tired and discouraged, and I didn't really like the man I had married too much. Over the next six months, I conceived a third and fourth time and miscarried both, and decided to leave what I perceived was a loveless marriage. Actually, I really hated my sweet husband at the time. I felt like he didn't love me, and I found out that he didn't feel like I really loved him. I felt like he just wanted some woman to cook and clean for him, to have sex with, and to raise his children. I felt like his daughter in many ways, and not his best friend and soul mate
And on the other side.
We resolved to patch things up and to try to fall back in love again as well. It was so difficult at first, because at that point we both really disliked each other. We would have some nasty fights, but I think that they were necessary and they actually helped! I threw Mary Pride's book in the trash as well as most of her ideas and things slowly started improving.
Thanks Kris. May God continue to bless you and Travis and your intramural basketball, er I mean your five kids.
